
Even if sugar envies your sweet smile,
Even if sultans are your slaves and servants,
if you make this rotten world your Qibla,*
you are dead, and people are licking your corpse.
*Qibla Direction of prayer.
Rubailer, Page 371, Rubai #4
When I desired Union, when I burned with fire,
I went to Mount Sinai, like Moses.
There, I saw a sultan, the Sultan of sultans,
a charmer who attracts the heart, who adds Soul to souls. Continue reading “Non-Existence Appeared Like Existence (9/17/17)”
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 Are Rose Gardens for Lovers (9/3/17)”