How can you know the design of the Designer, the paint of the Painter? You are mere form and flesh. How could you possibly know Soul? (more…)
I stopped over at a tavern one day. There, I started to tear my patched-up body-cloak into pieces. While everyone else was busy with their own affairs, I was busy destroying my self, trying to find Me. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 326. A Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations...
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…)
Do you want to know about separation? That is the road for lovers. A fish’s life depends on the sea. He desires the sea whenever he is separated from it. People usually desire the sun, although sometimes they do desire a shadow. A soul is the particle which never desires...
One has to be singular and sincere on the way of imploring. One has to embrace troubles. It is not bravery to run towards Union. One has to be brave on the day of separation. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 363
Love is an ocean which has no bottom, no boundary. It is an ocean suspended. Love is the secret of the One who has no beginning of the beginning. All souls are drowned in Love.They live there. Hope is one drop of that ocean. The rest of it is fear...
What is life without You? Life without You is forbidden. Living without Your beautiful face is nothing but death, that thing which was given the name, "life." (more…)
If you keep getting angry on your journey, your exuberance will soon fade away. You will turn into cold ice. (more…)
My Beloved whose scattered hair makes everyone confused, whose sweet ruby lips scatter sugar and honey, that Beloved asked me, "Are you sorry about our separation?" I answered, "O my soul, so much so that all the world's sorrows are in that sorry." Rubailer (2016), Rubai #3, page 33.
Every mind becomes confused when it sees Your face. Every face is scratched by Your Absence. I have become drunk because of Your reproach. I don't even know if Your pure wine is better than a sedimented one. (more…)
Don't give water to me. I want to be Your thirsty one. Make me Your lover. Take away my sleep. O One whose beautiful image has become the Mihrab* for me, I will keep doing Namaz** every day and night. (more…)
The one who ties the untied knot again is laughing at himself as well as the world. They talk about union and separation. But, one cannot be united until he is separated. Rubailer (2016), Page 246, Rubai #3
Thanks to Union, my soul and your soul have become one. These souls are exactly the same, so nothing should remain but the one. Because of bad habits, our souls were born from wind's fire, then started blowing in our heads. (more…)
One has to be alone on the way of imploring. One has to look for and embrace trouble. It is not bravery to run towards Union. One has to be brave on the day of separation. Rubailer, Page 343, Rubai #3
The one who ties the untied knot again Is laughing at himself as well as the world. They talk about union and separation. But, one cannot be united until he is separated. Rubailer, Page 226, 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…)
Morning has come; daylight has broken out. This is the time of separation for those who stay awake all night. The desire for sleep has arrived, And the eye which was our night guard has fallen asleep Rubailer, Page 194, Rubai #4