The Smell of a Burning Heart (6/24/18)
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 smell of a burning heart surrounds my table all the time.
I wonder. Where is this smell coming from?
Rubailer, Page 290, Rubai #1
One Day… (6/3/18)
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
“If You Are Looking for a Remedy…” (4/22/18)
I said, “O heart, you are in deep trouble.”
He responded, “I am content with my situation. Are you?”
I answered, “You need a remedy for your mind.”
He said, “If you are looking for a remedy, you are crazy.”
Rubailer, Page 460, Rubai #1
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 other from the Sea of Heart? Continue reading
It Should Be Lit (3/11/18)
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,
Love isn’t knowledge to be learned, but something to be encountered,
Rubailer, Page 449, Rubai #2
From the Coast of the Sea of Soul (12/24/17)
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. Continue reading
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
The Difference Becomes Becomes Obvious (12/12/17)
The best journey for me is the journey from existence to Absence.
Existence is the curtain that hides the land of Absence.
Existence is like water. Absence is the sweet sea.
When clean, pure water stays in ponds,
it turns into a swamp, becomes turbid, fetid. Continue reading
The Tree of Contentment (12/3/17)
The one who sees You with his heart becomes ecstatic.
The ones who are lost in thought are blind.
Hundreds of branches scatter roses and flowers to you from the Land of Absence.
Why did you cut down the tree of contentment?
Rubailer, Page 389, Rubai #2
Absence Is for Heroes (11/12/17)
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. Continue reading