Rain poured down on a man’s head.
The rain kept coming, so he took shelter in his home.
A duck seeing this fluttered its wings.
“Give all the rain to me,” the duck said, “to the one
who was created out of water!”
And, water became his shelter, his home.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1256, page 174.
You would never consider praising or loving Yourself.
But, You are so beautiful.
If You were to show Yourself,
both worlds would start fighting each other. Continue reading “Because of You (8/11/2024)”
The Beloved pulled my ear and said,
“You are Ours tonight.”
Yes, O Beautiful One,
but appear to me. Where are You? Continue reading “The Music is Inside of You (7/14/2024)”
At the time of evening prayers,
everyone lights their candle and sets their table.
Yet, I put the Beloved’s image in front of me.
I cry and yell with sorrow and longing. Continue reading “Isn’t That True or False? (6/16/2024)”
When you become a friend of One whose heart is in God,
know that, just like your fate,
your soul will fall into Love’s fire.
Don’t worry. Don’t run away.
Know well that from then on,
it will be impossible to contain you anywhere.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 1, page 444.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (pubJuly2024), Rubai 1130, Volume 3.
Who are You that You envelope all of the world in my heart?
You are the epigram of the world.
I wonder which epigram is Your favorite! Continue reading “Hiding (6/2/2024)”
Lovers, keep working hard.
When you become free from the soul and flesh,
your heart will become free from the heavy burden of your body.
It will fly to the sky. Continue reading “The Real Sky (12/17/2023)”
When Absence adds Soul to your soul,
you will get morsels from Absence,
and you will chew them with pleasure.
Neither kitchen nor cook will appear.
But, plate after plate of sweets will be served to you.
The Rubailer (2016), Rubai 1, page 455.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (ApprxPubWinter2024), Rubai 1067, Volume 3.
If you were out of your self like we are,
if you were also drunk,
you would have already broken the halo around the moon,
ascended the heights of the sky and sat there. Continue reading “If You Were… You Would… (9/10/2023)”
O moon-faced One,
how long will you stay away?
How long will you be wandering around?
It doesn’t matter if one is an idol or shaman;
we are all Your prey. Continue reading “Love is Only for the Small (5/7/2023)”