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 signs of a lover's journey, all the...
Come. Today is a day of celebration for us. From now on, joy and pleasure will keep growing. (more…)
Come, O One who gives new life to the world. Stop the workings of this smart mind. (more…)
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.
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. (more…)
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 me. If I...
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. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, page...
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 of that. Rubailer (2016), Rubai...
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, page 175.
Who is it that gives taste and charm to color and shape? When He hides, form becomes like a child of the devil. (more…)
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 130, Rubai #3.
Just now, ruby-colored tears have started seeping from my eyes. A sign has appeared from Love, yet a trace of Love's dust never appears. (more…)
Look at these fragments of soul which have been chipped off, sparkling in this valley. Watch this sea. Watch these ships as they collide with each other. (more…)
If you want the Beloved to show His face to you, turn inside. Give up your flesh and walk to the Essence. He is such an Essence that He is surrounded by layers of curtains. He is submerged in His own Being, and both worlds are submerged in Him. Rubailer...
"I don't have anything to do with this." That's what you said, looking quite sour. Words like "vinegar is a nice condiment" were written all over your face. (more…)
Who has seen a trace of that charmer? In whose house is that full moon hidden? Who has seen without eyes His Beauty? Who has seen that world beyond this one? (more…)
O mortal, this is the Master of all the East. This is the lightning from the cloud which scatters pearls. Whatever you say is based on reasoning alone, whereas He tells what he sees, and that is the difference. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #4, page 70.
"O heart," I said, "why are you like this? How long will you be hanging around Love? My heart answered, "Why don't you come, too? Wouldn't it be nice if you came and tasted the pleasure of Love? (more…)
Absence in Nothingness is my religion. Annihilation from existence is what I worship. I run towards the side of the Beloved with my feet, but the green horse of the firmament is under my saddle. In one breath, I leave hundreds of planets behind me. Then, I turn...
He is inside and outside of my heart. He is the soul of my body. He is my blood and my veins. How could faith or heresy fit here? I am absent. He is all of my existence. Rubailer (2016), page 68, Rubai #4
What is life without You? Life without You is forbidden. Living without Your beautiful face is nothing but death, that thing which was given the name, "life." (more…)
At first, like others, I preferred being my self. Although I was aware of my existence, I did not comprehend my being. Because I could not see, I did not recognize who I was. I was merely hearing my name. Finally, and only when I went out of myself completely, I...
A sugar buyer comes, saying, "A caravan has arrived from Egypt." Hundreds of camels come loaded with sugar cane. O my God, what a beautiful gift. (more…)
He said, "I am the fire which burns you." I answered, "Yes, but Your Love and Your sun are in my heart. "If I smell one rose without Your Love, burn me right away like a thorn." (more…)
I was heart and soul without a body before... pure, clean, pleasant. You built my body as a guest house and put my soul in it. O my Master, please, do me a favor! Pardon me. Recreate me as You did before. Bring me back to life. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, Page...
If you keep getting angry on your journey, your exuberance will soon fade away. You will turn into cold ice. (more…)
O one who holds the halter of time, O one who opens the door of the paradise of meanings! Your divinity is what makes everything appear and scatter. Your world of appearances is the ladder of wishes. (more…)
We are brave, insolent revolutionaries who play with our own lives. It is a pity that this muddy flesh is the peer of our pure, clean soul. (more…)
We have gone. Best wishes to the rest. Those born here on this planet always die here. The One who lives above knows that falling rock will surely hit the ground. (more…)
I have gone, so one less headache in this world. I am free from suspense. I have saved my soul. I said goodbye to the ones I hang out with. Then, I carried my soul to the land where a trace never appears. I moved out of this...