O One who kneaded my hands and feet from mud and gave senses and mind to my body, O Moon, enlighten my eyes and heart. Take me into Your arms. My soul, which chews Your sugar, is crying and wailing for You. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 355. The Rubaiyat...
Who Is It? (5/3/2020)
Who is it that gives taste and charm to color and shape? When He hides, form becomes like a child of the devil. (more…)
The Soul Keeps Flying (3/22/2020)
Come soon, so we can throw off the mantle of our body and, in that moment, demolish and flatten the house of our existence. (more…)
The Beloved is Inside of You (9/29/19)
O one who has been deceived by flesh, who doesn’t know His own essence, put your mind in your head. The Beloved is inside of you. Senses are the essence of the body. The essence of your senses is your soul. If you go beyond body, senses and soul, everything is the Beloved....
I am Absent (8/4/19)
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
Leave Him Alone. Let Him Go. (8/26/18)
I yelled, "Where is that drunk heart going?" The Sultan of sultans said, "Be silent. He is coming to our side." (more…)
A New Life Altogether (8/12/18)
O one who has flown out from this narrow cage, O one who has gone to the heights of the sky, From now on, you are starting a new life altogether. What is this aimless life? (more…)
Our Jar Cannot Take Any More (4/15/18)
People were born from the Sea of Soul like water birds. How do those birds which come from the sea make this place their home? We are engulfed by the soul's sea with every breath we take. If it were not so, why do the waves come one after...
The Joy Among Joys (12/17/17)
O head, you are the reason among reasons. O flesh, you are the stranger among strangers. O heart, you are the desire among desires. O soul, you are the joy among joys. Rubailer, Page 417, Rubai #3
Only a Madman… (11/19/17)
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 Love Comes to Talk (10/29/17)
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...