Not Even a Small Part of This Comes from the Sky (11/21/2021)

Not Even a Small Part of This Comes from the Sky (11/21/2021)

Is there a lip from which the smell of soul isn’t coming right now?

Is there a particle of the heart in which a trace of Him doesn’t reside?

 

If there are no provisions coming from that famous table,

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Crying and Wailing (11/14/2021)

Crying and Wailing (11/14/2021)

O One who kneaded my hands and feet from mud

and gave senses and mind to my body,

O Moon, enlighten my eyes and heart.

Take me into Your arms.

My soul, which chews Your sugar, is crying and wailing for You.

Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 355.

The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (approx. pub. 5/2022), Rubai 762, Volume 2.