Every particle of my body shows the signs of my Beloved.
Every part of my body is the expression of Him.
I lean towards Him as a lyre,
my crying song created by His hand.
Rubailer (2016), Page 102, Rubai #3
The Signs of My Beloved (10/28/18)
Tag: Beloved
Fear and Shyness (10/14/18)
I know how easily my Beloved gets tired of me.
Even the thought that I love Him seems to hurt Him a lot.
But, no one can go far on the road to the Beloved with fear and shyness.
If the road I take becomes difficult for walking, I will ride a horse.
Rubailer (2016), Page 299, Rubai #4
Hundreds of Jars of Wine (9/23/18)
Your Love has made me drunk.
I am so drunk and out of myself that I keep clapping my hands.
How could I possibly know what I am doing? Continue reading “Hundreds of Jars of Wine (9/23/18)”
Submerged in the Heart (7/29/18)
Is there anyone who is not involved in my daily work?
Who is the one who hasn’t given his soul to the Beloved’s way?
Is there any head like mine which doesn’t become drunk?
Is there any heart like mine which doesn’t cry, moan and groan? Continue reading “Submerged in the Heart (7/29/18)”
God’s Light (7/15/18)
The falcon said to the goose, “The valley is beautiful.”
“Have a good night,” answered the goose, then continued,
“This place is much better for me. Continue reading “God’s Light (7/15/18)”
Suffering and the Cure (7/1/18)
Who is the one who is not a servant, a slave of Your order?
Who is the one who is not drunk after seeing Your face?
Show me someone who is in trouble whose trouble is not Yours.
Or, show me a joy which has been created without Your hope. Continue reading “Suffering and the Cure (7/1/18)”
One Day… (6/10/18)
One day your heart will take you to the One who caught your heart.
One day your soul will take you to the Beloved.
Don’t let go of the skirt of your pain.
One day your pain will take you to the Remedy.
Rubailer, Page 474, Rubai #3
The One Who Exists Is Not Me (5/20/18)
“O Sultan of the Earth,” I said in the early dawn,
“I swear to God that there is no one who matches You.
No one is Your peer. Continue reading “The One Who Exists Is Not Me (5/20/18)”
Nothing But Longing (5/13/18)
My life has become nothing but longing.
O Beloved, what a beauty, what a charm is that?
I don’t clap my hands if You are not the player.
I don’t drink wine if You are not the cupbearer.
Rubailer, Page 471, Rubai #2
Our Peace is No Good (5/6/18)
There is a Beauty whose face resembles the Sun.
The nicest curtain is the shadow cast by Him.
He rises like the Sun. Particles become restless.
For goodness sake, don’t keep that Spring-like face behind the curtain. Continue reading “Our Peace is No Good (5/6/18)”