
If the rose with its beauty and the jasmine with its fine three petals
see Your face,
if they reach You,
they all grow so big, so beautiful. Continue reading “If They Reach You… (12/28/2025)”

If the rose with its beauty and the jasmine with its fine three petals
see Your face,
if they reach You,
they all grow so big, so beautiful. Continue reading “If They Reach You… (12/28/2025)”

Look at Love. It is joined to and merged with lovers.
Look at the soul become one with the land of soil.
How long will you be seeing this and that, good and bad?
Look and see that this and that are joined and merged together. Continue reading “Look at Water and Fire (12/14/2025)”

The secret of Truth cannot be understood
by asking questions, gathering information,
or spending all your wealth and belongings.
If you haven’t cried for fifty years with bloody tears,
if you haven’t burned your heart out,
you will not find the way from words to ecstasy.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1377, page 235.

O gardener, autumn has come, autumn has come.
See the signs of the heart’s sorrow on the leaves and branches.
O gardener, listen carefully. Hear the cries of the trees.
There are hundreds of souls, hundreds of souls
wailing silently everywhere. Continue reading “Hundreds of Gifts (11/30/2025)”

Yesterday, that Beloved put a golden crown on my head.
Go on. Hit me. It doesn’t matter how much you do.
The drunkenness of that wine won’t leave me. Continue reading “What is Inside of You (11/2/2025)”

Since you haven’t taken care of your heart,
it hasn’t held your hand,
and you haven’t gotten a fair share of Love.
You can’t love just anyone!
If your heart were to hold your hand,
you wouldn’t fall in the mud of lowly desires.
Not even once did my rose get its scent or color
from anyone but my heart.
I have nothing in my hand, yet because of this poverty, I own everything.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1351, page 222.

O Love, You have cracked me into pieces
as if I am a false idol.
I’ll take you to the Judge.
Nobody asked me to be a witness.
I am a witness of my own accord. Continue reading “These are from You (10/5/2025)”

While Your Love was galloping high among the stars,
my poor heart recognized You through secret signs.
When I free myself from the bonds of existence,
what wonderful Love games my heart will play with You
in the Land of Absence!
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1318, page 205.

O lovers, O lovers, I will turn dirt into jewels.
O players, O players, I will fill your tambourines with gold.
O thirsty ones, O thirsty ones, I will become the Cupbearer today.
I will turn this barren land into Heaven and make it flow with the River of Heaven. Continue reading “O Lovers, O Lovers (7/6/2025)”