While the Beloved looks on from behind the curtain, the world’s face changes from one color to another. All hearts tremble. Nine levels of the sky are as confused and amazed as we are all because of His Love. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #3, page 285.
The shouts of the drunk are coming from the heavens. That drunk is coming with yells and cries and screams. The soul and the world have become exuberant thanks to all such clamor. They both are coming from that World. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 4, page 171.
I come slowly like water under straw and carry away the mountain as if it were a piece of straw. I drip from the gutter, drop by drop. But, like a flood, I pick up and carry away hundreds of palaces. (more…)
Do you want to know about separation? That is the road for lovers. A fish’s life depends on the sea. He desires the sea whenever he is separated from it. People usually desire the sun, although sometimes they do desire a shadow. A soul is the particle which never desires...