You cut me off like an umbilical cord in the name of drunkenness. Even then, O Cupbearer, why did You leave me? You create such Love with every breath. O One who makes everything appear, why are You not apparent? (more…)
If He destroys hundreds like me, that causes no sorrow for Him. You fall in Love. He doesn't care. Your heart is broken. He has many others. He asks, "Why can't your eyes see the wine?" What can they do? They are always wet in front of Your sun....
I am happy, but that happiness is not from the reed-flute. I am warm, but that warmth is not from any water or fire. Love has emptied me so much of my self that when I am measured on a scale, I am two batmans* lighter than Nothing. *An historical...
I don't know how I became annihilated from that wine. I don't know where I am because of the beauty of placelessness. Once I was at the bottom of the sea. but then I rose like the sun. (more…)
O beauty, you are a beautiful charmer. Give up acting with such poor appearance, such poor behavior. If you are content, luck will be a slave and servant for us. (more…)
Once I got a tiny whiff of Your scent, I was forced to go Your way. My color and scent were stolen by Yours. I was annihilated in the end, so nothing was left of me, not even a scent. No scent. Nothing. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #3, page 175.
Something is striking like lightning. I wonder if that is my heart captivating the Beloved. What is shining from that corner? Is that the ruby mine? What is around that pearl? Is it the Moon or a star? It is suspended like a lamp made of divine light. ...
Just now, ruby-colored tears have started coming from my eyes. A trace of Love's dust never appears, but a sign has appeared from Love. (more…)
Every moment, Your kindness follows after sorrow. If this were not so, no one could stand this suffering. Make me constantly drunk with the wine which gives no hangover. I don't want any other wine. (more…)
We have seen that time has no beginning of its beginning, because we are the ones who have fallen in Love. The others are merely spectators. (more…)
Some people tell stories about the Beyond. Some expect help from the Beyond. Souls keep running out of bodies secretly, looking for the Beyond. Rubailar, Rubai #4, Page 222.
Every moment, the Beloved's kindness follows after sorrow. If this were not so, no one could stand this suffering. (more…)
There is nothing remaining in my ears but Love’s murmur. There is nothing remaining in my soul –no reason, no thought– only the sweetness of Eternity. The colorless brush of Love has blended all colors. Still, the state of no-color remains. Rubailer (2016), Page 184, Rubai #4
On the way to Love, each lover must either annihilate himself or give up his life in death. Some say, “Love’s goal is to drink water from the Fountain of Life.” These are just empty words, O lover, just empty words. Rubailer (2016), Page 226, Rubai #3
There is nothing remaining in my ears except Love's murmur. There is nothing remaining in my soul--no reason, no thought-- only the sweetness of Eternity. The colorless brush of Love has mixed all colors. Now, it can't even remember its past. Rubailer (2016), Page 184, Rubai #4
"O Sultan of the Earth," I said in the early dawn, "I swear to God that there is no one who matches You. No one is Your peer. (more…)
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. (more…)
There is nothing remaining in my ears except Love's murmur. There is nothing remaining in my soul--no reason, no thought-- only the sweetness of Eternity. The colorless brush of Love has mixed all colors. Now, it can't remember its past. Rubailer, Page 164, Rubai #2
In His eyes, both worlds resemble a piece of grain in front of a rooster. The eye that has seen Greatness is like that. (more…)
I became the confidant of the One who set out to search. I became a friend of the One who settled down in the land of Glory. I saw a dome beyond the six dimensions. I turned into the floor, the dirt of that dome. (more…)
If Love has the desire to embrace and kiss someone, who could resist, my friend, who could? When the Sultan goes hunting, the place where He hunts smiles. But, when the Sultan becomes the hunt, what can you say to that? (more…)
If you start the journey, they will open the road for you. If you annihilate yourself, they will carry you to Absence. If you humble yourself, they will grow you greater than the Universe. If you become nothing, they will show you without you. Rubailer, Page 205, Rubai #2
I have been dissolved like salt in the sea of purity. Neither faith nor doubt remains in me. No belief, no heresy remains. A shining star has appeared in my heart, and the seven layers of the sky have disappeared into that star. Rubailer, Page 265, Rubai #1
Rise, O lovers. Let us all ascend to the sky. We have seen this earth. Let us see the other one. No, no. Both gardens are beautiful and nice. Let us give up both of them and go to the Gardener. (more…)
What could a scorpion do to one who drinks Your sherbet? How could poison affect me when I have reached Your sugar lips? You are the alchemy of Non-being. How lucky is that man who is maturing in Your fire. Rubailer, Page 210, Rubai #2
Hodja, greetings to you. I want to start a journey. I have found a passage, a road on the roof of the sky. (more…)
O sword of time, pull out from the sheath of space. Dive into the sea like a fish. Swim this endless sea of meanings. (more…)
There is nothing remaining in my ears but Love's murmur. There is nothing remaining in my soul - no reason, no thought - only the sweetness of Eternity. The colorless brush of Love has mixed all colors; Now, it can't even remember its past. Rubailer, Rubai #2, Page 164
Your kindness comes after sorrow, every time, every moment. Otherwise, no one could withstand this suffering. (more…)