If I had known my own value,
I would not have fooled around with this dirty world.
I would have emptied myself from self and ascended quickly.
I would have raised my head above the ninth level of the sky
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1456, page 41.
I keep running with the hope of finding the Beloved,
because my life has come almost to its end,
and I am still dreaming.
Assuming I will eventually find the Beloved,
how can I find the time which has already passed?
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1404, page 15.
How long do you think you can escape death
by watching the purple color of the Judas tree, by listening to the sound of the organ?
Look and see: They’re pulling and dragging you away,
Although really, we are returning to Him. Continue reading “Death (1/25/2026)”
I merged so completely with Love, was so fused with Love
that I became Love and Love became me.
That way, I was saved from instigations, from trials and tribulations. Continue reading “From Out of That Silence (1/11/2026)”
O Love, You have cracked me into pieces
as if I am a false idol.
I’ll take you to the Judge.
Nobody asked me to be a witness.
I am a witness of my own accord. Continue reading “These are from You (10/5/2025)”
There is a place beyond faith and heresy
which is not for all the ones
who are just starting out young and fresh.
There is a price to be paid:
One has to give up one’s life and sacrifice one’s heart.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1271, page 182.
O one who is overcome by his ignorant self
and who doesn’t want to take lessons from others,
all your goodness was limited by leaving a cup next to the fountain.
All you wanted was for the townspeople to drink water
in a toast to your health.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1243, page 168.
At the boundary of our comprehension,
these skies, galaxies and innumerable stars
are only a worthless staff in God’s powerful hand.
Every particle, every drop appears and disappears
like a dolphin, a seal, a whale.
Even if a particle were to appear as big as a whale,
it would still be the tiniest of fish in God’s ocean.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1236, page 164.
You have said so many times,
“I have given up words. I prefer silence.”
Yet, you turn around words,
so much so that you have turned into talk.
You sail with word’s ship on the sea of thought,
that sea which you have not yet renounced
and which word’s ship never will.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 2, page 454.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Rubai 1145, Volume 3.
You are a Joseph in beauty.
Break the jar of beauty.
Use your breath like Jesus.
You are from that same air. Continue reading “Pure Gold (6/30/2024)”