Tag Archives: Suffering

All the World’s Sorrows (6/9/19)

All the World’s Sorrows (6/9/19)

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.

How Wonderful is the Kingdom of Love! (4/21/19)

O Kingdom of Love (4/21/19)

O Kingdom of Love which opens hearts in the world!

O one who has had good fortune, been honored

by the secret of “God does what He pleases!”

 

O the joy that is hidden in the torment of Love!

How wonderful, how wonderful is the Kingdom of Love! Continue reading

I am Happy on this Journey (1/27/19)

I am Happy on this Journey (1/27/19)

I have gone, so one less headache in this world.

I am free from suspense. I have saved my soul.

 

I said goodbye to the ones I hang out with.

Then, I carried my soul to the land where a trace never appears.

 

I moved out of this house of six doors,

and took all my belongs to the land of Absence.

 

I saw the hunting Sultan of the land of Absence.

I flew like an arrow and took my bow.

 

The club of death came to my side.

I snatched the ball of happiness from the middle.

 

An amazing moon reflected in my window.

I went to the roof, carrying a ladder.

 

The dome of that sky where souls are gathered

was much nicer than I used to think.

 

My rose branch is faded and withered.

I took it back to the rose garden.

 

Like a customer, I took my money and belongs

to the source of the mine.

 

I saw a world with no boundary in the land of Absence.

I took my black tent to that place.

 

Don’t cry for me. I am happy on this journey.

My road reached the place of the heavens.

 

Engrave these words on my tombstone:

I saved my head from troubles and trials.

 

O body, sleep nicely in this place.

I have taken your news to the skies.

 

Close your mouth.

I took all the wailing to the One who created the world.

 

From now on, don’t talk about the heart’s sorrow,

because I took my heart

to the One who knows all the secrets.

Divan-i Kebir, Volume 14, Gazel 132, Pages 29-30, Verses 1464-1479.

What’s the Use of That? (12/2/18)

What’s the Use of That? (12/2/18)

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. Continue reading

I am at Peace with Him (11/18/18)

No One Is a Stranger There (11/18/18)

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. Continue reading

Fear and Shyness (10/14/18)

Crying and Wailing (10/14/18)

I know how easily my Beloved gets tired of me.

Even the thought that I love Him seems to hurt Him a lot.

But, no one can go far on the road to the Beloved with fear and shyness.

If the road I take becomes difficult for walking, I will ride a horse.

Rubailer (2016), Page 299, Rubai #4

The Shrill Pipe of Love (6/3/18)

The Shrill Pipe of Love (6/3/18)

You are coming our way. You are a decent person.

We are also nice.

In appearance we look like fire,

but we are the Fountain of Life for you.

 

You are a small pigeon. You were born in this nest.

If you don’t come this way on your own, we will pull you by force.

 

Be in our temple. We are in the temple of that Beauty,

becoming drunk on His wine, the wine that comes only from Him.

 

We stand at our place like a mountain, but we flow like a torrent.

We keep silent like that, but sometimes yell and scream like thunder.

 

Although like fate we kill people for no reason,

you have a soul that resembles the sea.

Put it in your palm and come to us.

 

Our part of ownership of these five senses is only a short five days.

But, there are six dimensions and we are a sultan in each one of them.

 

We are following the shrill pipe of Love.

Our breath is sharp. Our voice caresses the soul,

because we keep playing the vessel of the soul, crying for you.

 

You concern yourself with the matters of Love.

If you are sincere, don’t look for a bed and a pillow.

We have welcomed this illness caused by our desire to reach the Mine.

We haven’t welcomed it out of love for a bed and pillow.

 

The light of the sky, the praise of Tebriz is our Shamseddin.

Because of that Sun, our insides have turned out to be the sky

and the self has become the Moon.

Divan-i Kebir, Meter 10, Gazel 71, Verses 749-757, Pages 155-156.

Your Being is the Curtain (3/25/18)

Your Being is the Curtain (3/25/18)

If you become prey to God, you will be freed from sorrows.

If you run after your desires, you will stay a slave to your self.

You should know this very well: Your being is the curtain that conceals God from you.

Don’t stay with your self. If you do, you will be hurt time after time.

Rubailer, Page 454, Rubai #4

Don’t Worry (1/28/18)

Don’t Worry (1/28/18)

Once you become the friend of one whose heart is in God,

don’t pay attention to other people and their customs.

Your soul will fall in Love’s fire like your fate.

Don’t worry. Don’t run away.

Know this well:  From now on, you won’t fit in anywhere.

                                                  Rubailer, Page 424, Rubai #2

There is … No Remedy…Except You (11/26/17)

There is… No Remedy … Except You (11/26/17)

O my Life who adds Soul to my soul, lift the curtain.

O One who takes care of my grief, who is willing to stay with me all night long!

 

O One who hears my cries, timely and untimely!

O One who puts fire into every atom of my being! Continue reading