February 2021 - Reading Rumi

I am the Treasure (2/28/2021)

I wasn’t as insane as I am now.

I wasn’t out of my mind like this before.

I used to be prudent and wise once,

I rejoice when I suffer.

I flourish when I am ruined.

I look quiet and silent like the earth,

but my wailing reaches the sky like thunder.

Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 294.

I am not the kind of lion which fights with the enemy.

I fight with my self. That’s enough for me.

I have become dirt for Love’s feet, but am settled in the knowledge

that I will rise from the ground like a rose, like an iris. Continue reading “I Will Rise (2/14/2021)” →

I have been dissolved in the sea of purity like salt.

There is no belief, no heresy left in me.

Neither certainty nor doubt remains.

A shining star has appeared in my heart.

Even the seven levels of sky have disappeared into that star.

Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 285.