I Will Keep Silent (12/1/19)

I Will Keep Silent (12/1/19)

Just now, ruby-colored tears have started coming from my eyes.

A trace of Love’s dust never appears, but a sign has appeared from Love.

 

Look at the color of the Beloved.

Look at the color of lovers.

Just now, those two beautiful colors have come from that colorless Soul.

 

Watch and see.

Thousands of colors are being offered every moment,

colors which exist in neither earth nor sky

 

The essence of color is colorlessness.

The essence of shape is shapelessness.

The essence of words is silence.

It is the same for the things on hand,

as well as for the Mine and the Treasure.

 

You are the lover.

You are the Beloved.

You are also the one who is looking for both of them.

But, you are behind many curtains

in order to hide from this one and that one.

 

You are the water of life, but you have closed your mouth

because of the jealousy of others.

Your mouth keeps silent while your heart keeps yelling.

 

The songs of birds in the early morning

are the envoy which comes from the mutes.

A trace of the world which cries in silence resides in the mouth.

 

If you cry with His pleasure, why do you also cry with His separation?

You deny it, but there are a thousand bits of evidence here.

 

If you haven’t been hunted by the Beloved, why are you so restless?

If you see that the millstone is turning,

you can be sure that there is water around.

 

My soul orders, “Be silent. Don’t hurt me.”

I obey. I quit talking. I will keep silent.

Divan-i Kebir, Volume 15, Ghazal 62, verses 670-679, pages 134-135.

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