You are invisible to me,
because these eyes can still see only shapes and colors.
Even so, I cannot take my heart away from You.
You are soul, my sweet soul.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1304, page 198.
One the Fire of the Heart blazes,
it burns the faithful as well as the unfaithful.
Once the Bird of Essence flies, all of existence disappears Continue reading “Drunk with the Wine of Eternity (5/25/2025)”
There is a place beyond faith and heresy
which is not for all the ones
who are just starting out young and fresh.
There is a price to be paid:
One has to give up one’s life and sacrifice one’s heart.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1271, page 182.
O soul, do you know who your Beloved is?
O heart, do you know who your guest is?
O body which is using every trick to escape,
do you know who is pulling you?
Look and see. He is the one who is searching for you.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1252, page 172.
Every moment, this revelation come to hearts from the sky:
“How long do you intend to stay on the Earth like sediment? Ascend! Continue reading “If You Get Rid of the Smoke (3/2/2025)”
See the bloody tears, the hundreds of torn shirts caused by Your grief.
Listen to all the yelling and screaming.
Look at the blood of my lungs,
smeared all over my face, my back, my front. Continue reading “See the Bloody Tears (1/12/2025)”
This clay body of mine is the glass for the heart.
My best thought is merely the raw wine of the heart.
A tiny grain of knowledge is nothing but a trap for the heart.
I am saying these words, but they come from the heart.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1235, page 164.
O Beloved whose light comes from behind the curtain,
Your light and warmth are like summer for us.
Take us to the rose garden. Our hearts are fiery like summer. Continue reading “From the Land of Soul (11/17/2024)”
Tonight is the night
when secrets are revealed, clean and lucid.
The secrets in my heart
are nothing but the image of the Beloved.
O night, don’t pass quickly.
I have a lot of work to do.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1206, page 149.
O Sultan of our body and soul!
O One who makes us sometimes smile, sometimes grimace,
O One who puts salve on the eyes of our body and soul! Continue reading “Sometimes (10/20/2024)”