O One who gives ecstasy to the soul without a wine cup,
an ecstasy even better than eternal drunkenness!
Come, if only for one moment.
Give us our blessing,
that moment which is clean of everything, including cleanness.
How long must we wait for that unique moment? Continue reading “Hidden (6/7/2026)”
I asked, “O beautiful One, where is Your house?”
He answered, “In your broken, ruined heart.
I am the Sun which shines into ruins.
O Love’s drunk, destroy your heart.
Then, it will become My palace.”
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1461, page 44.
It’s impossible to have such a Moon in this world.
Concede it, O heart, concede.
You’re threatening me with a fight? Let’s fight! Continue reading “O Soul, Become Drunk Here (5/10/2026)”
O heart, if you are aware of the words,
“God is with you wherever you are,”*
why are you so confused?
If you forget these words, you are attributing a partner to God.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1436, page 31.
O cupbearer of the soul,
go to the One who has a beautiful voice.
He is the eternal melody.
Listen to it, O falcon.
Your heart beats to the sound of His drum.
That Sultan is waiting for you.
Now is the time to fly back to Him,
the time for you to return.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1429, page 28.
My Beloved was walking about the garden yesterday, saying,
“O Great Greenness, there are hundreds who tolerate Your oppressions.
But, is there anyone like Me?” Continue reading “Fire Teaches Eternal Living (3/8/2026)”
I turn so much around my heart
that my body cannot carry my weight,
and my soul cannot stand my fight. Continue reading “Persistance (2/8/2026)”
Troubles for me are cooking
in my Beloved’s kitchen of grief.
Every moment hundreds of different meals of sorrow
are being served to my table.
The scent of a burning heart
surrounds my table all the time.
I wonder. Where is this scent coming from?
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1387, page 240.
I merged so completely with Love, was so fused with Love
that I became Love and Love became me.
That way, I was saved from instigations, from trials and tribulations. Continue reading “From Out of That Silence (1/11/2026)”
Since I can no longer bear the heaviness of my heart,
I might as well give my heart to my longing for You.
What can I do with a heart
which doesn’t burn with the sorrow of Love?
What is its use to me? What should I save it for?
The Rubiayat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1382, page 237.