Walk Nicely Now (3/28/2021)

Walk Nicely Now (3/28/2021)

Ascend to the sky from this banal world.

Your soul will be blessed if you do.

Walk nicely now.

 

Yes, you have jumped out from this town which is so full of sickness and shivering.

Now, make your home the land of happiness and joy.

 

If the painting of your body is destroyed, return to the Painter.

If your flesh is decayed, be content with being pure soul.

 

If your face is withered because of death,

settle down in the purple-colored tulip garden.

 

If they close the door of the house on you,

come up from the roof. Become your own ladder.

 

If you are separated from friends and relatives,

if you find yourself all alone,

become the King of the Auspicious Conjunction,*

acquainted with God’s friendship.

 

If you are separated from bread and water,

turn into the kind of bread

which gives power directly to hearts and souls.

*Refers to at least one Mughal king who claimed he was born under the auspicious conjunction of Jupiter and Venus.

Divan-i Kebir, Volume 18, Ghazal 189, verses 18821-1887, page 148.

Do You Want to Know…(12/6/2020)

Do You Want to Know…(12/6/2020)

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 a shadow.

Rubailer (2016), Rubai #4, page 131.

In That Heart (11/15/2020)

Heart (11/15/2020)

What kind of work bench do You have in that heart?

What idols are You carving in that heart?

 

Spring has come. It is seed time.

Who knows what You are sowing in that heart?

 

Outside, You are covered with curtains of secrecy.

But, You are wide open in the middle of that heart.

 

The person who searches gets his feet stuck in the mud.

But, You scratch his head in that heart.

 

If a heart were not bigger and greater than the skies,

You wouldn’t ride the Moon in that heart.

 

If a heart were not such a big city,

no Sultan could fit in, move around in that heart.

 

O my Soul, the heart is an amazing forest.

You are the master of hunting in that heart.

 

There are thousands of waves which move in the sea of heart.

You harvest pearls in that heart.

 

I have kept silent,

because even if one tries to describe its qualities,

no mind can comprehend the heart.

Divan-i Kebir, Volume 18, Ghazal 103, verses 1024-1032, pages 3-4.

Many Think This is Easy (10/18/2020)

Many Think This is Easy (10/18/2020)

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. Continue reading “Many Think This is Easy (10/18/2020)”

No Bottom, No Boundary (9/13/2020)

Such a Love (2/23/2020)

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 of separation.

Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, page 218.

From Behind Thousands of Curtains (7/19/2020)

From Behind Thousands of Curtains 7/19/2020

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, page 183.