We are in a season that is as auspicious as the Beloved’s Union.
The candle of the soul wakes up when the body dies.
When lightning strikes, the clouds start crying.
That makes the garden smile.
Rubailer, Page 389, Rubai #4
O my Life who adds Soul to my soul, lift the curtain.
O One who takes care of my grief, who is willing to stay with me all night long!
O One who hears my cries, timely and untimely!
O One who puts fire into every atom of my being! Continue reading “There is … No Remedy…Except You (11/26/17)”
The mind is a bondage to lovers and the ones on the journey, O son.
The road is clear, obvious if you break your ties, O son.
The mind is an impediment. The heart is a deception.
The soul is a curtain. The body is coarse.
The road is hidden because of all this heaviness, O son. Continue reading “Once Love Comes to Talk (10/29/17)”
I asked, “O shining Beauty, where is Your house?”
He answered, “In your broken heart.
I am the sun, shining into the ruins.
O Love’s drunk, destroy your heart.
Then, it will become My palace.”
Rubailer, Page 373, Rubai #1
I am not the man you think you know, you think you see.
Even if you could see, you wouldn’t recognize me.
You are unable to see anything but images,
because you are asleep, confused.
For my Beloved, it is to break hearts.
For me, God’s grace has given me Love.
What beautiful sustenance is this? Continue reading ““Let Me Tell You Something” (6/25/17)”
In His eyes, both worlds resemble a piece of grain in front of a rooster.
The eye that has seen Greatness is like that. Continue reading “Who Knows God? (4/30/17)”
Gamble with your life. Take every chance you can.
You can’t reach His union by talking.
They don’t serve milk to drunks by the glass of Sharia.*
In the place where wine is served, they pour it only to those
who have undressed from the “self.”
Not even a drop is given to those who worship themselves.
*Sharia – Moral code and religious law associated with Islam.
Rubailer, Page 161, Rubai #4
First, I learned about myself by imitating others.
Although I was aware of my existence, I didn’t comprehend my being.
Because I didn’t see, because I didn’t recognize myself, I was only hearing my name.
When I went out of myself, I saw my real being.
Rubailer, Page 24, Rubai #4
Close your mouth to bread. The sugar of fasting has come.
You have seen the results of eating and drinking.
Now let’s see the results of fasting. Continue reading “The Majesty, Power and Honor of Fasting”