Tag: Drunk

How Lucky (1/12/20)

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How Lucky (1/12/10)

The soul’s Sultan pushes us from one play to another

as if we were pawns in a chess game.

I wonder if He wins. I wonder if He is ever checkmated.

After all, aren’t we the ones on trial?

 

He picked up our particles, gathered them together,

then kneaded them with the universe to make a paste.

 

He pierced our noses and inserted reins made of greed and lust

in order to pull us around the world like camels.

 

Who are we?

He put an oxen’s bell on the neck of the sky

and keeps crushing us under that sky as if we were sesame.

 

How lucky is that camel who has been tied by the halter of God’s Love.

He makes us drunk and excited while we are among the other camels.

Divan-i Kebir, Volume 15, Ghazal 6, verses 48-52, page 11.

Don’t Open the Door of Thought (8/18/19)

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Don’t Open the Door of Thought (8/18/19)

Like every other day, we are desperately in Love today.

Don’t open the door of thought.

Play the rebab whose sound makes us forget everything.

There are a hundred different prayers

for the one whose alter is the face of the Beloved.

Rubailer (2016), Rubia #4, page 46.