We are in a season that is as auspicious as the Beloved’s Union.
The candle of the soul wakes up when the body dies.
When lightning strikes, the clouds start crying.
That makes the garden smile.
Rubailer, Page 389, Rubai #4
My heart has been flying with Love since early dawn,
because the one who sets the trap has plans for me.
I wonder what kind of dream my heart saw last night
that I have such exuberance in my head. Continue reading “There Is No Tomorrow (8/6/17)”
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 “The Smoke and Saliva of Thought (1/22/17)”
Yes, that door will be opened in the end.
Yes, in the end, that silver-bodied charmer will appear, show his face. Continue reading “Yes (12/25/16)”
The secret of Truth cannot be understood by asking questions,
gathering information, or spending all of 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 never find the way from words to ecstasy.
Rubailer, Page 267, Rubai #2
Unless your soul has been intimate with this door for a long time,
Unless your heart has been filled with the pain and sorrows of Love,
You will never find a road to us from your self.
You should give up your self and come to us from us.
Rubailer, Rubai #2, Page 163