If you were familiar with the wisdom of the Tavern,
worldly knowledge, worldly skills
would mean nothing to you.
If the bird of Nothingness were to cast a shadow on you,
to your eye, the Semurgh* of the world
would seem like a fly. Continue reading “If… (10/9/2022)”
It’s better to be a fool with Love than to be a wise scholar,
better to become dirt on the road than to be a moon in the sky.
Become one with good and bad, young and old.
Be a pawn, then a vizier, then later, a king.
Rubailer (2016), rubai 4, page 391.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx.pub. 7/2023), rubai 894, volume 2.
Compared to the flesh I have chosen,
everyone else seems to be fine.
Because of my stupidity, I bite my fingers a lot. Continue reading “I Bite My Fingers a Lot (9/25/2022)”
We are the fire of Love which lights that special candle.
Like a candle, we came to burn the oppressed moth.
We attacked bravely like a drunk,
giving up knowledge and reaching into the to-be-known. Continue reading “Look at Us. See Us. Watch Us. (8/4/2022)”
What are you looking for in the village of your illusions?
Why are you washing your eye with the blood of your heart?
All your being, head to toe, is God.
O ignorant one who doesn’t yet know Himself,
what are you looking for besides You?
Rubailer (2016), rubai 1, page 388.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx.pub.7/2023), rubai 890 (volume 2).
O pilgrim, where are you going? Where?
The Beloved is here, coming, coming.
Your Beloved is your next-door neighbor.
What kind of idea makes you wander around this desert like a vagabond? Continue reading “Were are You Going? (8/21/2022)”
O heart, if you cannot endure the troubles of Love, go away.
There are so many here like you
who simply yell and cry all the time because of Love.
O soul, come only if you are brave.
If you are afraid, it is simply not for you.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 2, page 383.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx.pub. 7/2023), Rubai 879, volume 2.
If there is one who doesn’t have a trace of His Love,
cover that one with a cloud,
because he is the enemy of the Moon.
How dry is the tree which doesn’t grow in this garden.
How contemptible is the saint
who doesn’t stay in the shade of this tree. Continue reading “There is No Family for You.. Except Love (8/7/2022)”
O my God, don’t leave me in the hands of this unreliable, despicable self.
Don’t make me agree with anyone but You.
I run to You from deceits, troubles, from my self.
I am Yours. Don’t give my self back to me.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 413.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx. pub. 3/2023), Rubai 875, volume 2.
A beautiful moon has appeared to me, shining so brightly.
How nice that the Almighty created Him!
He has joined with my soul and given me more life.
Today, thanks to Him, more greatness and exaltation come from me. Continue reading “Even If Centuries Go By (7/24/2022)”