I am a slave and servant of that Beloved who is not bored, not disgusted.
I have nothing to do with the others.
“You are dreaming. You cannot reach Union,” they say.
But, nothing reflects on the surface of muddy water.
Rubailer, Page 218, Rubai #3
I catch Your fragrance from the tall symmetry of the cypress.
I almost see the color of Your face in the moon.
Every sugarcane comes to Your temple to wear the belt of service.
Every bit of sugar comes to be a servant in Your halva. Continue reading “Exaltation and Instigation (7/24/16)”
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
Do not be ashamed, O hopeless lover.
Come and be a person who can see things along with their Essence.
Do not be the one who looks at everything, but never sees Essence. Continue reading “I Give Everything (7/10/16)”
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
Make sure of this creed:
The Way of Lovers is the road that lovers walk,
A way entirely opposite of others.
Even their ostentations, their lies are better than other’s truths, kindnesses and favors. Continue reading “Look at This Bright Soul (6/26/16)”
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
Hodja, greetings to you.
I want to start a journey.
I have found a passage, a road on the roof of the sky. Continue reading “A Pearl Inside of Me (6/12/16)”
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
How are you? How do you do?
“How” and “what” won’t help anyone understand you.
Except for the Sultan who is beyond “how” and “what,”
Nobody will understand you. Continue reading “How Are You? (5/29/16)”