One should not try to avoid Him for even one moment. Only ruin and wreckage come from being distance! You say, "What could happen? I could come back." You could, but only if your heart opens its door again. (more…)
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...
Come, O One who gives new life to the world. Stop the workings of this smart mind. (more…)
Once my soul had turned its face to the Essence and given up whys, whats and hows, it started to see eternity. The secret of Love and the meaning of creation which had been concealed from it up until then appeared from behind thousands of curtains. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1,...
Since you are My drunk, O My soul, don't worry about the troubles you have. Since you are My gazelle, O My soul, don't worry about the male lion. (more…)
Who is it that gives taste and charm to color and shape? When He hides, form becomes like a child of the devil. (more…)
Come soon, so we can throw off the mantle of our body and, in that moment, demolish and flatten the house of our existence. (more…)
Just now, ruby-colored tears have started seeping from my eyes. A sign has appeared from Love, yet a trace of Love's dust never appears. (more…)
I need such a Beloved that my soul will hold His stirrup. I need such a musician that Venus will die in front of Him. (more…)
We are the lovers of Love. Love is our salvation. The soul resembles Hizir.* Love resembles the Water of Life. Alas to the one who is not decorated by the Sultan of Love. How could an animal know the soul's sugar? *Hizir A legendary Godsend who attained immortality by drinking...
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. ...
O confused heart, the way to the Beloved is through your soul. O one who has lost his way, there is a road to the Beloved which is both known and unknown. Don’t worry if your way is blocked from all six directions. There is a way right from the...
Look at these fragments of soul which have been chipped off, sparkling in this valley. Watch this sea. Watch these ships as they collide with each other. (more…)
Just now, ruby-colored tears have started coming from my eyes. A trace of Love's dust never appears, but a sign has appeared from Love. (more…)
"I don't have anything to do with this." That's what you said, looking quite sour. Words like "vinegar is a nice condiment" were written all over your face. (more…)
Who has seen a trace of that charmer? In whose house is that full moon hidden? Who has seen without eyes His Beauty? Who has seen that world beyond this one? (more…)
Clean souls ascend to the sky. Turbid souls descend to the valley, are buried in the ground. Open the eye of your soul and look at souls. How did they get here? What happens to them? Where and how do they go? (more…)
O one who has been deceived by flesh, who doesn’t know His own essence, put your mind in your head. The Beloved is inside of you. Senses are the essence of the body. The essence of your senses is your soul. If you go beyond body, senses and soul, everything is the Beloved....
Love passes with the hope of tomorrow, finishes needlessly with fights and struggles. Assume your life is the day which you are living right now. See how you spend it with all of your schemes and empty projects. (more…)
He is inside and outside of my heart. He is the soul of my body. He is my blood and my veins. How could faith or heresy fit here? I am absent. He is all of my existence. Rubailer (2016), page 68, Rubai #4
I was heart and soul without a body before... pure, clean, pleasant. You built my body as a guest house and put my soul in it. O my Master, please, do me a favor! Pardon me. Recreate me as You did before. Bring me back to life. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, Page...
I don't have any friend except Love. Love was with me before I came into this world, and Love is still with me. My soul yells, "O lazy one on Love's way, come on. Hurry up. Reach me." Rubailer I2016), Rubai #1, Page 38.
Some people tell stories about the Beyond. Some expect help from the Beyond. Souls keep running out of bodies secretly, looking for the Beyond. Rubailar, Rubai #4, Page 222.
O player, play this music. Play this tune. Alas for the ones who block the road! Mercy especially for the one who waylays us on our road! O player, you learned that other music from that other brigand, because the student has the teacher's accent. (more…)
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…)
The words which come from the soul are a curtain to the soul. The fog which comes from the sea hides the coast and the pearls of that sea. It is a great task to get involved in philosophical discourses. But, the explanation is the curtain to the Sun...
I yelled, "Where is that drunk heart going?" The Sultan of sultans said, "Be silent. He is coming to our side." (more…)
O one who has flown out from this narrow cage, O one who has gone to the heights of the sky, From now on, you are starting a new life altogether. What is this aimless life? (more…)
Tonight, take my soul completely from this poor body. Take it out, so I will have no name, no fame in this world. (more…)
One day your heart will take you to the One who caught your heart. One day your soul will take you to the Beloved. Don’t let go of the skirt of your pain. One day your pain will take you to the Remedy. Rubailer, Page 474, Rubai #3