
O friend, if you do good to others,
you better yourself a hundred times.
Even if you turn your face in this way,
maybe you will get to know Us. Continue reading “Maybe You Will Get to Know Us (8/17/2025)”
O friend, if you do good to others,
you better yourself a hundred times.
Even if you turn your face in this way,
maybe you will get to know Us. Continue reading “Maybe You Will Get to Know Us (8/17/2025)”
An image appeared to my eyes, saying,
“I’ve come from the rose garden of my Beloved
and the quarters of the Tavernkeeper.
Look at my sleepy eyes. Continue reading “Because I Endured (8/3/2025)”
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.
Drunkenness is sending its greeting to You,
is sending news to You secretly.
The one whose heart You grabbed is making his soul a slave to You. Continue reading “Your End is to Realize the Truth (6/8/2025)”
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)”
Who is more miserable than an impatient lover?
There is no cure for Love’s sickness.
Goodness and badness don’t help the sorrow of Love.
There is neither fidelity nor cruelty in real, true Love.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1272, page 182.
How long will I be suffering because of this donkey of a body?
It keeps asking constantly for straw and barley.
Yet in the sky, the galaxy of the Milky Way is full of nourishment.
A donkey can’t have a share of that glory.
It is the soul, that peerless one, who has a share of that kingdom.
You have seen the body. Now, look at the soul.
You have seen jewels. Now, look at the mine.
Meaning constantly says,
“Don’t dress me in those old clothes.”
Words are really nothing more than old shirts,
the kind of old shirts which everyone makes fun of.
I say, “O meaning, come.
Come in a form like the soul,
so that old shirts can become silk with soul’s light.”
Quit washing clothes, so no one will hear.
Don’t mind how others react or what they say.
This soul is tired.
This soul wants privacy, even from the angels who are close to God.
Divan-i Kebir, Volume 1, ghazal 45, verses 615-620, page 117.
I said to the night,
“If you are in love with the moon which enlightens you,
why do you pass through so quickly?
That is no good. It shows disloyalty,
this lack of respect for the moon.”
Night turned its face towards me and protested,
“It is not my fault. There is no end to Love.”
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1255, page 174.
O brother, don’t hurt yourself.
Don’t hit your head against the stones.
You cannot fight with that burned, inflamed self. Continue reading “Give Us Patience (3/16/2025)”
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.