Is there a lip from which the smell of Soul doesn’t come?
Is there a heart in which He doesn’t have a trace?
If there are no provisions coming from that famous table,
why is every particle chewing cud like a camel? Continue reading “Why Does Your Soul Keep Growing? (2/5/17)”
The words which come from Soul are a curtain to the soul.
The fog which comes from the sea hides the coast and the sea’s pearls. Continue reading “A Curtain to the Soul (1/8/17)”
Yes, that door will be opened in the end.
Yes, in the end, that silver-bodied charmer will appear, show his face. Continue reading “Yes (12/25/16)”
Fire leaned toward the ear of smoke and said secretly,
“He can’t do without me. Aloe wood really likes me. Continue reading “We Are Due to Try Absence (11/27/16)”
If you start the journey, they will open the road for you.
If you annihilate yourself, they will carry you to Absence.
If you humble yourself, they will grow you greater than the Universe.
If you become nothing, they will show you without you.
Rubailer, Page 205, Rubai #2
I have been dissolved like salt in the sea of purity.
Neither faith nor doubt remains in me.
No belief, no heresy remains.
A shining star has appeared in my heart,
and the seven layers of the sky have disappeared into that star.
Rubailer, Page 265, Rubai #1
Absence is Essence; everything else is an attribute.
Absence is health; everything else is an illness.
This world is a big headache, a grand illusion.
Absence is the real treasure.
Rubailer, Page 257, Rubai #1
Rise, O lovers. Let us all ascend to the sky.
We have seen this earth. Let us see the other one.
No, no. Both gardens are beautiful and nice.
Let us give up both of them and go to the Gardener.
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)”
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)”