When you fall in Love and become crazy-insane,
you will be tied to the chain of saints.
Today, you are deprived of that chain,
because you are immersed in life and sober.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1479, page 53.
O friend, if you do good to others, you will better yourself a hundred times over.
Even if you turn your face the other way,
maybe you will get to know Us. Continue reading “Maybe You Will Get to Know Us (6/21/2026)”
You sang melodies with the Love of Eternity
and became ignorant and stunned by the confusion of Love.
You saved yourself from sorrows
by dying before your death.
You talked so much about His grief
that you became Him after all.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1468, page 47.
I asked, “O beautiful One, where is Your house?”
He answered, “In your broken, ruined heart.
I am the Sun which shines into ruins.
O Love’s drunk, destroy your heart.
Then, it will become My palace.”
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1461, page 44.
O one who has good intentions, start your journey now.
Find that Beloved who can direct you in the right way.
Search everywhere for that One who will give you happiness.
Seek the road to reach Him.
Where is that great One? How can you find Him? Continue reading “This is Eternal Blessing (5/24/2026)”
If you want to find You, hurry up and start searching.
Put yourself like a pot on top of Love’s fire.
Boil up. Become exuberant.
Don’t amble around aimlessly.
Come to a boil quickly.
Let Him burn you, ruin you, so that you can find that pearl.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1441, page 34.
My Beloved was walking about the garden yesterday, saying,
“O Great Greenness, there are hundreds who tolerate Your oppressions.
But, is there anyone like Me?” Continue reading “Fire Teaches Eternal Living (3/8/2026)”
Troubles for me are cooking
in my Beloved’s kitchen of grief.
Every moment hundreds of different meals of sorrow
are being served to my table.
The scent of a burning heart
surrounds my table all the time.
I wonder. Where is this scent coming from?
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1387, page 240.
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)”
Upon leaving Your house, I start weeping and wailing,
like a candle shedding tears because of the flame.
But, in order to gain something,
we must learn to weep and wail like a harp.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1386, page 239.