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)”
Who Cares If Death Comes? (1/26/2025)
Category: Weekly Poems
The Tiniest Fish in God’s Ocean (1/19/2025)
At the boundary of our comprehension,
these skies, galaxies and innumerable stars
are only a worthless staff in God’s powerful hand.
Every particle, every drop appears and disappears
like a dolphin, a seal, a whale.
Even if a particle were to appear as big as a whale,
it would still be the tiniest of fish in God’s ocean.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1236, page 164.
See the Bloody Tears (1/12/2025)
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)”
From the Heart (1/5/2025)
This clay body of mine is the glass for the heart.
My best thought is merely the raw wine of the heart.
A tiny grain of knowledge is nothing but a trap for the heart.
I am saying these words, but they come from the heart.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1235, page 164.
Words Coming from Our Secret (12/29/2024)
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)”
That Candle of the Heart is Searching (12/22/2024)
Cheers and screams of lovers are coming,
thanks to that candle of joy.
But, how strange!
That candle was already lit when it was brought in,
yet there are no moths even near it.
Here is a candle better than any day and night.
O soul, hurry up.
That candle of the heart is searching for a soul.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1233, page 163.
Our Mountain Echoes Your Voice to You (12/15/2024)
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)”
Your Real Friend (12/8/2024)
The one who cuts through your neck
is the one who suffers your sorrow.
The one who crowns you
is the one who deceives you and robs you of your modesty.
The one who loads you with goods
is the one who burdens you.
Your real Friend is the one who takes you away from You.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1227, page 160.
Look at Only This Snack (12/1/2024)
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)”
Peace, Kindness and Abundance (11/24/2024)
You are in the place of sorrow, struggle and cruelty.
When you plunge into us and annihilate yourself,
you will have peace, kindness and abundance.
If you remain true, everything we have will be yours.
If not, still, we will accept your wrongs as being right.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1211, page 152.