I am a slave and servant of the One who takes me to His soul, The One who makes my garden and meadow green. He shows me to the world and makes me famous in one moment, Then changes me to one without name or fame in the next. Rubailer, Page...
Beloved, look at us. You are the soul of the eye's sight. How can I tell you that you took our heart? You are our heart. (more…)
Sorrow that wouldn’t dare come close to the hearts of lovers Revolves around cold, frozen people. There is such a giant sea inside a lover’s heart That its waves make the sky turn around. Rubailer, Page 201, Rubai #2
If you want the moon, if you want the sun, Here is the moon; here is the sun. Now if you want early dawn to come, Here is the early dawn. (more…)