Don’t let troubles grab your skirt,
Or all the anxieties of the world will gather around you.
Leave before God’s order is carried out;
Before the Angel of Death closes your mouth, drink Love’s sherbet day and night.
Rubailer, Page 217, Rubai #2
What could a scorpion do to one who drinks Your sherbet?
How could poison affect me when I have reached Your sugar lips?
You are the alchemy of Non-being.
How lucky is that man who is maturing in Your fire.
Rubailer, Page 210, Rubai #2
Every creature in the universe is God’s appearance.
Every event, everything has existed in the Divine Consciousness before.
Every particle comes from the whole.
But, that does not mean the whole divides into particles all the time.
Rubailer, Page 225, Rubai #4
Some people tell stories about the Beyond.
Some expect help from the Beyond.
Souls secretly leave their bodies,
Searching for the Beyond.
Rubailer, Page 202, Rubai #2
The world is charmed by His attributes.
Everything, everyone seems to exist.
But, they are all annihilated in front of Him,
And only the one who can lift the curtain of mortality
May reach His Essence behind His attributes.
Rubailer, Page 200, Rubai #2
Morning has come; daylight has broken out.
This is the time of separation for those who stay awake all night.
The desire for sleep has arrived,
And the eye which was our night guard has fallen asleep
Rubailer, Page 194, Rubai #4
Although you are a slave behind this curtain,
Once you get out, you will be a Sultan.
Love’s water, the Fountain of Life, says,
“Die here. Then, you will become immortal.”
Rubailer, Page 393, Rubai #2
It is customary for Love to eat faith like a meal.
Love doesn’t go after bread or the worries of life;
Its table is set beyond day and night.
So what is fasting? An invitation to a secret feast.
Rubailer, Page 335, Rubai #2
There is nothing remaining in my ears but Love’s murmur.
There is nothing remaining in my soul – no reason, no thought – only the sweetness of Eternity.
The colorless brush of Love has mixed all colors;
Now, it can’t even remember its past.
Rubailer, Rubai #2, Page 164
When you fall in Love, you become crazy-insane;
You become tied to the chain of saints.
Today you are deprived of that chain,
Because you are immersed in life; you are sober today.
Rubailer, Rubai #1, Page 396