Don’t Open the Door of Thought (8/18/19)

Don’t Open the Door of Thought (8/18/19)

Like every other day, we are desperately in Love today.

Don’t open the door of thought.

Play the rebab whose sound makes us forget everything.

There are a hundred different prayers

for the one whose alter is the face of the Beloved.

Rubailer (2016), Rubia #4, page 46.

My Religion (8/11/19)

My Religion (8/11/19)

Absence in Nothingness is my religion.

Annihilation from existence is what I worship.

 

I run towards the side of the Beloved with my feet,

but the green horse of the firmament is under my saddle.

 

In one breath, I leave hundreds of planets behind me.

Then, I turn back and see

that that was only one step of mine.

 

Why should I circle around the Earth?

The Beloved is inside of my sweet soul.

 

Shams of Tebriz, whom all saints praise,

has teeth which resemble sieen.*

They are my Ya Sin.**

*sieen  A letter of the Arabic alphabet.

**Ya Sin  The title of the sura (section) of the Quran (which has 114 suras). Quran XXXVI.

Divan-i Kebir, Volume 9, Ghazal 25, verses 258-262, page 41.