No Signs, No Tricks, No Traces (9/27/2020) The mind may give you what you think is evidence. Love gives you the Beloved, the Friend. What comes from the mind is dirty water. What comes from the Beloved is the Water of Life. You may ascend to the sky with all the
I Gave Up Yesterday (9/20/2020) O cupbearer, you are the one who satisfies my need. Serve me wine. Make me happy. I have become so drunk that I can’t separate signs from words. My father has pledged me to the wine barrel. My mother has tied me to
Such a Love (2/23/2020) Love is an ocean which has no bottom, no boundary. It is an ocean suspended. Love is the secret of the One who has no beginning of the beginning. All souls are drowned in Love.They live there. Hope is one drop of that ocean. The rest
OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA Who is the doctor of the disease which has no cure? Who is our company for this endless journey? If this is reason, what is craziness? If this is Love, who is the Beloved? Where is the light which illuminates the world, which is neither
His Question (8/30-2020) Yesterday, this slave was the moon of soul. In his search for proofs and explanations, he asked a difficult question. Although no answer came, his question just disappeared. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 205.
Today is a Day of Joy (8/23/2020) Come. Today is a day of celebration for us. From now on, joy and pleasure will keep growing. Clap your hands and say, “Today is a day of joy. A beautiful day becomes apparent right at its beginning. Who in this
Only a Fool Says… (8/16/2020) Union with God cannot be achieved until a person completely annihilates his self. Such a Union is not the merging of two to make one. Union is your total annihilation. Absurdity doesn’t turn falsehood into Truth. Only a fool says, “Everything is God.” Rubailer (2016),
“Where is His Roof?” (8/9/2020) Come, O One who gives new life to the world. Stop the workings of this smart mind. I am like an arrow. I cannot fly unless You throw me. Come and set Your bow once more. Thanks to Your Love, the cup has
A One-Year-Old Love (8/2/2020) An eye which gazes upon that rose, that tulip fills the whirling sky with wails and cries. The intoxication you get from a one-year-old Love you could never get from a thousand-years-old wine. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 186.
Enough for Us (7/26/2020) What is night, what is day for us as long as He is in our heart? He is the One who burns our heart. It doesn’t matter if the sun rises or sets. Our Beauty who enlightens and adds Soul to our soul is enough
From Behind Thousands of Curtains 7/19/2020 Once my soul had turned its face to the Essence and given up whys, whats and hows, it started to see eternity. The secret of Love and the meaning of creation which had been concealed from it up until then appeared from behind thousands
This Fire (7/12/2020) If you want to enlighten the universe, if you want to increase the light of this world, all your body must turn into fire like the sun. If you want the Sun of suns to accept you, you have to melt and disappear like the circle
Hundreds of Sighs (7/5/2020) On a cloudless summer night when the stars are shining and the heart of the sky is turning into a rose garden, there are thousands of signs of Divine Love all around. Hundreds of sighs rise up from me which illuminate the mirror of my heart.
Songs and Screams (6/28/2020) Every night, the specter of my Beauty praises the attributes of my Essence and talks about the Absence of my Essence which proves my Existence. The Sultan of chess of the seven stars sends a sign from His ayn*-like eye and cim-like ear which checkmates
Only a Fool Says… (6/21/2020) Union with God cannot be achieved until a person has completely annihilated his self. Such a Union is not the merging of two to make one. Union requires your total annihilation. Absurdity does not turn falsehood into Truth. Only a fool says, “Everything is God.”
Have You Ever…? (6/14/2020) Have you ever known a wine which has no hangover? Have you ever picked a rose which has no thorns? Have you ever seen a spring in the rose garden of this muddy world which has no autumn? When sorrow comes your way, run.
Flutter Your Own Wings (4/2/2020) O heart, you go nowhere on this road with talk and gossip. You cannot reach the Beloved unless you pass through the door of Absence. You have to flutter your own wings where His birds fly, O heart. They don’t give out wings, O heart.
Hold Fast (6/7/2020) Without the pure water from the sea of Love, our pearl would turn into stone. If there were no world to be found inside of our soul, our soul and that world would shrink and confine us. Pain from the Beloved polishes your heart and soul. Hold
Why Do You Worry? (5/31/2020) Since you are My drunk, O My soul, don’t worry about the troubles you have. Since you are My gazelle, O My soul, don’t worry about the male lion. Why do you think about days and months, O My moon-faced one, as long as
Being in God’s Vicinity (5/24/2020) This solitude is better than the company of thousands. This freedom is sweeter than owning the whole world. Being in God’s vicinity for even a short time is worth more than the soul, more than the universe, more than all of this, more than all
Yet, We Still Keep Struggling (5/17/2020) O beauty, you are a beautiful charmer. Give up acting with such poor appearance, such poor behavior. If you are content, luck will be a slave and servant for us. Because of greed, even ones who are close to you look strange. If
Your Scent (5/10/2020) Once I got a tiny whiff of Your scent, I was forced to go Your way. My color and scent were stolen by Yours. I was annihilated in the end, so nothing was left of me, not even a scent. No scent. Nothing. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #3,
Who Is It? (5/3/2020) Who is it that gives taste and charm to color and shape? When He hides, form becomes like a child of the devil. When He reflects on shape, the world turns upside down with Love. But, when He is concealed, sorrow lands and joy can
How Could Such Qualities Be Mixed? (4/26/2020) A human is made by mixing opposite materials. His shape is drawn on the table of sorrow. His clay is carved by grief. Sometimes he is an angel, sometimes a devil. How could such qualities be mixed? Rubailer (2016), Rubai 242, page 168, #3.
The Joy of Troubles (4/19/2020) I will be sad if You give me less grief. If You pour sorrow and troubles over my head, I will be embraced by the joy of troubles. Your grief won’t let me grieve. Your air won’t let me become wet soil and turn
This is the Day of Joy (4/12/2020) This is the day of joy. Why should we be sad? Today, we should drink wine from the cup of loyalty. How long will we expect our sustenance to be from a bread-maker, a water-carrier? This is the time to be eating and
If I Miss this Opportunity Now (4/5/2020) My heart appreciates Beauty. Why should I run away from the Beloved? The dagger in my hand is a good one. Why should I turn my face away from battle? I am such a board that the carpenter has much to do
Bitter Grapes O my soul, they found a way to make sugar out of sugarcane. They learned how to weave silk from the matter of mulberry leaves. Be patient. Bitter grapes become halva with time. *halva Sweetmeats. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, page 157.
The Soul Keeps Flying (3/22/2020) Come soon, so we can throw off the mantle of our body and, in that moment, demolish and flatten the house of our existence. Gamble with your life. Lose all your belongings. Quit playing with dirt. We have one life. We want to gamble
Fate is a Means to Reach Absence (3/15/2020) Fate is not a slave to our opinions, our thinking, our petty desires. Existence is a means to reach Absence. Our nanny is behind the curtain. In fact, we are not here. What you see is merely our shadow. Rubailer (2016), Page