There is No Family for You.. Except Love (8/7/2022)

If there is one who doesn’t have a trace of His Love,
cover that one with a cloud,
because he is the enemy of the Moon.

How dry is the tree which doesn’t grow in this garden.
How contemptible is the saint
who doesn’t stay in the shade of this tree. Continue reading “There is No Family for You.. Except Love (8/7/2022)”

Enough! (6/12/2022)

Enough! (6/12/2022)

Man makes plans and takes appropriate measures,

but he doesn’t know his fate.

Once God enters the scene,

all his plans and measures disappear.

 

Man thinks, but his sight is limited.

He uses all his cunning, but he is far from being Godly.

 

If he is successful when he takes two steps, he takes two more.

He has no idea in what direction God will pull him next.

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Don’t be ostentatious.

Yearn for the kingdom of Love.

Love is the One to save you from the angel of death.

 

Be silent. Choose a place. Settle down.

Wherever you choose, that King will set you up there.

 

You can be sure that all the people you see

are in the prison of death.

A prisoner cannot get you out of jail.

 

Enough!

How long are you going to flirt with the blind?

How long are you going to yell at the deaf?

Divan-i Kebir, Volume 20, Ghazal 25, verses 267-273, pages 51-52.

The Secrets of Our Heart (5/15/2022)

The Secrets of Our Heart (5/15/2022)

One cannot reflect our fire,

nor can one articulate the secrets of our heart.

 

Our early morning sighs are not confidants with whom we share our troubles,

nor is a friendly soul even to be found to hear those sighs.

 

We are not the pearl which has been found in the sea,

nor are we a sea which ever rests.

 

We are not the meaning which comes from words,

nor are we words which can be said.

 

Language is like a canal for meanings.

But, how could such a sea fit in this canal?

 

Every piece of the soul’s world makes a new world,

but such a new world could never fit in someone’s mouth.

Divan-i Kebir, Volume 19, ghazal 269, verses 2756-2761, page 121.

Like the Sun (5/1/2022

O cupbearer, take some of the weight off of the drunks.

It’s hard to see anyone of value

who isn’t being crushed by troubles and worries.

 

O rose-faced, cypress-statured Beauty,

come to the rose garden.

You won’t find anything which gives better shade than the cypress. Continue reading “Like the Sun (5/1/2022”

Generous and Merciful (3/6/2022)

Generous and Merciful (3/6/2022)

I pulled you out of the fire of lust, brought you here,

then threw you back into that fire, scattering you there.

 

You were born from My heart like these words.

Yet, you run, trying to escape. And, you reproach me. Continue reading “Generous and Merciful (3/6/2022)”

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,

why is every particle chewing cud like a camel? Continue reading “Not Even a Small Part of This Comes from the Sky (11/21/2021)”

See My Generosity? (8/15/2021)

See My Generosity? (8/15/2021)

Why are you sorry if you lose your profit, your capital?

Here I am. See My generosity?

Don’t fall into despair.

 

If the world disappears

and the sea becomes a drop of dew, who cares?

If it passes out and drops to the ground,

that doesn’t mean it has left My hand.

 

The world is a fish. Absence is an ocean.

There are so many fights in the heart of the fish.

But, I fish without a line.

Even if a fish disappears, I will still catch it.

Divan-i Kebir, Volume 15, Ghazal 98, verses 1116-1118, page 221.

Because You Were Cooked (7/18/2021)

O Beloved, You flew away from this narrow cage.

You freed Yourself from this dungeon of robbers and pickpockets.

 

You cleaned the dirt and dust from the surface of the mirror.

You saw whatever was in that mirror.

 

You had been hearing, here and there, some news.

You went to that exalted world

and saw that news with Your own eyes.

 

You left earth and water to the Earth and water.

Then, You took the substance of the soul

and pulled it to the sky.

 

You became tired of being around the body.

You preferred to go with the soul.

 

You freed Yourself from the mother womb

which is this world

and ran to the father of intelligence.

 

Drink the wine which sweetens the soul with every breath

in exchange for the suffering we gave You.

 

Since You left, the whole Universe has chosen us.

Now, take anything You choose.

 

You went from this Earth’s saucepan

to the table of the other world,

because You were cooked.

 

The egg became empty, without a bird,

because you got out of this Earth’s egg

and flew away.

 

From now on, You will never fit in this world.

Keep flying through it. You like to fly.

 

Be silent. Go away.

They opened Your lock.

Death matched You for the key.

Divan-i Kebir, Ghazal 230, verses 2350-2361, pages 52-53.

Focus Your Eyes on Absence (7/4/2021)

Focus Your Eyes on Absence (7/4/2021)

You cut me off like an umbilical cord in the name of drunkenness.

Even then, O Cupbearer, why did You leave me?

 

You create such Love with every breath.

O One who makes everything appear,

why are You not apparent? Continue reading “Focus Your Eyes on Absence (7/4/2021)”