Rain poured down on a man’s head.
The rain kept coming, so he took shelter in his home.
A duck seeing this fluttered its wings.
“Give all the rain to me,” the duck said, “to the one
who was created out of water!”
And, water became his shelter, his home.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1256, page 174.
Be lost in grief, O soul.
Patience is the key to suffering.
Be lost in grief so that in the end,
He will show His face to you.
Patience is the key to suffering. Continue reading “Patience is the Key to Suffering (3/30/2025)”
Every moment, this revelation come to hearts from the sky:
“How long do you intend to stay on the Earth like sediment? Ascend! Continue reading “If You Get Rid of the Smoke (3/2/2025)”
I love You with all my heart and soul.
That’s my sin.
Why do You turn Your face from my pale saffron one? Continue reading ““I Accept Your Invitation” (2/16/2024)”
Who cares if death comes and grabs my being?
I’ll welcome death.
If I have hundreds of lives, I’ll give away all of them. Continue reading “Who Cares If Death Comes? (1/26/2025)”
See the bloody tears, the hundreds of torn shirts caused by Your grief.
Listen to all the yelling and screaming.
Look at the blood of my lungs,
smeared all over my face, my back, my front. Continue reading “See the Bloody Tears (1/12/2025)”
You hide meaning in death, awakeness in sleep.
You get spring water from stone.
You manifest faithfulness in lightning. Continue reading “Words Coming from Our Secret (12/29/2024)”
O our Friend, our Beloved, our Confidant,
the Light of our bizarre!
Look! Last year has fallen in love with our present time.
We are all wasteful.
To us, You are hundreds of treasures,
hundreds of our spent monies. Continue reading “Our Mountain Echoes Your Voice to You (12/15/2024)”
O suddenly-risen uproar!
O endless compassion!
O fire which sets the forest of thought ablaze! Continue reading “Look at Only This Snack (12/1/2024)”
O Beloved whose light comes from behind the curtain,
Your light and warmth are like summer for us.
Take us to the rose garden. Our hearts are fiery like summer. Continue reading “From the Land of Soul (11/17/2024)”