Once Love Comes to Talk (10/29/17)
The mind is a bondage to lovers and the ones on the journey, O son.
The road is clear, obvious if you break your ties, O son.
The mind is an impediment. The heart is a deception.
The soul is a curtain. The body is coarse.
The road is hidden because of all this heaviness, O son. Continue reading
That Pure Clean Mirror (10-22-17)
Come to your senses, O body made of clay. Don’t talk about the Earth.
Don’t talk about anything but that pure, clean mirror.
The One who created it left His attribute in your heart.
Don’t talk about anything but that attribute.
Rubailer, Page 375, Rubai #2
My Palace (10/8/17)
I asked, “O shining Beauty, where is Your house?”
He answered, “In your broken heart.
I am the sun, shining into the ruins.
O Love’s drunk, destroy your heart.
Then, it will become My palace.”
Rubailer, Page 373, Rubai #1
The Longing for You Is for You (10/1/17)
Love is not knowledge or superiority.
Love is not in books or papers.
The words of people are mere gossip.
Love is not like that.
For All Troubles (9/10/17)
For all troubles, there are remedies in Love.
Love is a cloud which carries a hundred thousand lightnings.
An ocean is formed by the Grace of Love inside of me,
and the whole Universe is drowned into it.
Rubailer, Page 370, Rubai #4
The Rose Garden Inside of You (9/3/17)
There are rose gardens for lovers inside of those bloody fences.
There are so many other businesses for lovers thanks to the absolute beauty of Love.
The mind says, “There are six dimensions to the world of existence.
There is no road beyond those boundaries.”
Yet Love says, “Yes, there is. I have been back and forth many times. Continue reading
There Is No Tomorrow (8/6/17)
My heart has been flying with Love since early dawn,
because the one who sets the trap has plans for me.
I wonder what kind of dream my heart saw last night
that I have such exuberance in my head. Continue reading
A Secret Rose Garden (7/16/17)
He is a secret rose garden which bushes are concealing.
He appears in hundreds of different shapes, but He is the only one.
He is a coastless ocean that covers everything.
One wave from this ocean becomes hundreds of waves in every soul.
Rubailer, Page 352, Rubai #3
“Let Me Tell You Something” (6/25/17)
For my Beloved, it is to break hearts.
For me, God’s grace has given me Love.
What beautiful sustenance is this? Continue reading
Union and Separation (9/11/16)
There is nothing remaining in my ears except Love’s murmur.
There is nothing remaining in my soul–no reason, no thought–
only the sweetness of Eternity.
The colorless brush of Love has mixed all colors.
Now, it can’t remember its past.
Rubailer, Page 164, Rubai #2