Tag Archives: Nothingness

Make Sure You Learn This Sign (2/9/2020)

Make Sure You Learn This Sign (2/9/2020)

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.

 

I wonder. Is it soul’s lamp or perhaps a sacred, bejeweled flag?

Could it be that candle which has no end to its light?

 

O heart, raise your head. Your eyes are sharp.

Rub your eyes and look carefully.

He is all that you can see.

 

When you can scatter pearls from Him,

no one will be able to see a trace of you.

Make sure you learn this sign.

It should be a symbol between us.

 

When you see His blaze and brightness,

go under His wing and be annihilated,

because the valuable egg also stays under the chicken.

 

When we come forward, He disappears.

But, if we stay away, He appears.

 

He stands, moves and appears.

But, He doesn’t stand, move or appear in place or time.

He is totally timeless and spaceless.

 

When you move water,

His light, which is reflected on the water, also moves.

That is the way you can see Him.

But, He is in the sky.

 

He is not this, not that.

He is the goodness of religion and God.

If you still dare to say He is someone else,

go ahead and say it.

Divan-i Kebir, Volume 15, Ghazal 29, verses 353-362, pages 69-70.

The Only Way to Reach Eternity (9/22/19)

The Only Way to Reach Eternity (9/22/19)

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. Continue reading

The Sweetness of Eternity (9/16/18)

The Sweetness of Eternity (9/16/18)

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

 

 

Absence Is for Heroes (11/12/17)

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

The Smoke and Saliva of Thought (1/22/17)

The Smoke and Saliva of Thought (1/22/17)

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? Continue reading