Words Knitted Loosely (4/26/2026)

Words Knitted Loosely (4/26/2026)

If you see a drunk who knows the secret,

you can be certain that he is His drunk.

If you see one whose heart is alive,

you can be certain

that He is the One Who made him like that.

 

If you see a head full of joy and music,

a head which can’t differentiate day from night,

you can be certain that He is the One who scratches that head.

 

Everyone on this Earth is thirsty for the blood of everyone else.

All of them are full of malice, looking for fights.

But, this is impossible to explain or even to talk about

because of the majestic ties He has put on our feet.

 

The one who is offered wine every moment grows like a tree.

Both the devil and the fairy admire his jumps in growth.

 

When you see someone like a lion, twirl your mustache slightly.

But, if he is fat and ugly, that’s what you deserve.

You should be looking for the ones who deserve Him.

 

Particles are molded to form your shape thanks to His favor,

so that your condition functions together with His favor.

 

What a beautiful valley

Is that valley where only Love walks, slowly and gracefully.

There is nothing but God above this valley

and nothing but Absence underneath.

 

Now knitted loosely, the word’s fishing line Is not catching anything.

Knitted loosely, the line will catch only prey

which are also drunk with His line and net.

Divan-i Kebir, Volume 1, Ghazal 120, verses 1537-1544, pages 293-294.

Hurry Up (4/19/2026)

Hurry Up (4/19/2026)

If you want to find You, hurry up and start searching.

Put yourself like a pot on top of Love’s fire.

Boil up. Become exuberant.

Don’t amble around aimlessly.

Come to a boil quickly.

Let Him burn you, ruin you, so that you can find that pearl.

The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1441, page 34.

From Out of That Silence (1/11/2026)

From Out of That Silence (1/11/2026)

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)”

What Should I Save It For? (12/21/2025)

What Should I Save It For? (12/21/2025)

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.

Look at Water and Fire (12/14/2025)

Look at Water and Fire (12/14/2024)

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)”

Hundreds of Gifts (11/30/2025)

Hundreds of Gifts (11/30/2025)

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)”

What You Think is Evidence (11/23/2025)

What You Think is Evidence (11/23/2025)

The mind may give you what you think is evidence.

Love gives you the Beloved, the Friend.

What comes from the mind is nothing but dirty water.

What comes from the Beloved is the Water of Life.

You may ascend to the sky

with all the signs of a lover’s journey,

all the evidence which your mind so freely gives.

But in the sky, you will find no signs, no tricks, no traces.

The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1376, page 234.