Your greatness cannot be contained in souls. You are beyond comprehension and imagination. My mind doesn't understand without You. My hand doesn't reach anywhere if You are not in my arms and wings. (more…)
Like every other day, we are desperately in Love today. Don't open the door of thought. Play the rebab whose sound makes us forget everything. There are a hundred different prayers for the one whose alter is the face of the Beloved. Rubailer (2016), Rubia #4, page 46.
Even if sugar envies your sweet smile, Even if sultans are your slaves and servants, if you make this rotten world your Qibla,* you are dead, and people are licking your corpse. *Qibla Direction of prayer. Rubailer, Page 371, Rubai #4