His Game of Love (4/14/19) First, He pampered me with a thousand favors. Then, He burned me with a thousand troubles. He played with me as if I was nothing more than dice in His game of Love. But, when I died from myself and became Him, He finally threw...
Our heart feels good today, because You drank its blood yesterday. May it do You good. (more…)
I am drunk with the wine that Love has engraved on His glass. I ride a horse. Its reins are Love. Falling in Love with my moon-faced Beloved is great, but I am a slave and servant to the One who made Love a slave-servant to Him. Rubailar (2016), Page...
How long will you be going backwards? Come forward. Don't stay with heresy. It is time to come to faith. See poison as sherbet. Grab the poison. At last, come to the Source of your source. ******** You are on the Earth as a form. But, you are the threat...
Every moment, the Beloved's kindness follows after sorrow. If this were not so, no one could stand this suffering. (more…)
Every mind becomes confused when it sees Your face. Every face is scratched by Your Absence. I have become drunk because of Your reproach. I don't even know if Your pure wine is better than a sedimented one. (more…)
Don't give water to me. I want to be Your thirsty one. Make me Your lover. Take away my sleep. O One whose beautiful image has become the Mihrab* for me, I will keep doing Namaz** every day and night. (more…)
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
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...
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? (more…)
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? (more…)
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. (more…)
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...
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
"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. (more…)
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
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. (more…)
Man’s heart is like a candle: It should be lit and shine. There is a void in man's soul because of his being separated from the Beloved. That void needs to be repaired. Know, O ignorant one who understands none of what makes or breaks a heart, who neither smiles nor cries,...
Once you become the friend of one whose heart is in God, don’t pay attention to other people and their customs. Your soul will fall in Love’s fire like your fate. Don’t worry. Don’t run away. Know this well: From now on, you won’t fit in anywhere. ...
The branch that is full of flowers today will grow lots of fruit tomorrow. The falcon of desire will go on the hunt one day. The image of the Beloved comes and goes now, but the time will come when it stays with you. Rubailer, Page 421, Rubai #2
O lovers, may all your drinks do you good. May this world become for you a sugar mine. O lovers, the sounds of the best wishes have ascended to the Throne. This caravan has gone beyond the Earth and heaven. (more…)
I said, “O Beloved, You are wine. I am the glass. I am a dead body, You are my soul. Come. Open, unlock the door of Your Kindness.” He answered, “Be silent. Only a madman keeps his door open all the time.” Rubailer, Page 390, Rubai #4
Once more, we have given up our heart, mind and soul. The Beloved has come. We will stay out of the way. We have turned our back on existence. Our direction is Absence. We have found the One whose trace is unseen. We have given up the trace. (more…)
Love is not knowledge or superiority. Love is not in books or papers. The words of people are mere gossip. Love is not like that. (more…)
When I desired Union, when I burned with fire, I went to Mount Sinai, like Moses. There, I saw a sultan, the Sultan of sultans, a charmer who attracts the heart, who adds Soul to souls. (more…)
Between the darkness of sleep and the light of awakening, in the dark of evening, I saw such a person! He was a traveler with such a beautiful face, on his journey to the Holy Temple. He was pure wisdom, the light of awareness. (more…)
He is such a sultan that reason has become his fool. He and my heart stay in the same house. He sent a messenger, saying, “I am yours,” and with that, hundreds of candles became moths for His light. Rubailer, Page 359, Rubai #4
You are the light of my heart, the peace and comfort of my soul. You create troubles and, at the same time, You are the trouble. They ask me, “Where are the signs, the evidence of the Beloved?” But, the lack of signs and evidence is the sign and evidence of...
Don't you see? Thirst is telling water to go away. Hunger is turning its nose up at bread. The tunnel is angry at the sun because it doesn't want its light. What a crazy, stupid, unfortunate situation this is. (more…)
I have so much excitement in my heart that it is intolerable even for the sky. Majnun and Layla* can’t see my exuberance even in their dreams. All this exaltation is only a small portion of the Beloved’s, so think about how it is in that heart of His. *Majnun...