You excite this crowd every day
by erasing thousands of well-beings down below.
This is fate. It goes on as long as the wheel of fortune turns.
Please, be kind and generous to the souls of the poor.
Rubailer, Page 472, Rubai #3
“O Sultan of the Earth,” I said in the early dawn,
“I swear to God that there is no one who matches You.
No one is Your peer. Continue reading “The One Who Exists Is Not Me (5/20/18)”
My life has become nothing but longing.
O Beloved, what a beauty, what a charm is that?
I don’t clap my hands if You are not the player.
I don’t drink wine if You are not the cupbearer.
Rubailer, Page 471, Rubai #2
There is a Beauty whose face resembles the Sun.
The nicest curtain is the shadow cast by Him.
He rises like the Sun. Particles become restless.
For goodness sake, don’t keep that Spring-like face behind the curtain. Continue reading “Our Peace is No Good (5/6/18)”