A small fox stealthily grabbed the fat tail of a lion and ran. I wonder. Was the lion sleeping? Surely that blind, lame fox couldn't have saved his own life if the lion had been awake! (more…)
Now the tree branches are blooming fresh flowers. When they lost all their leaves, they could still see the pearls in their hearts, so they stayed standing up. They didn't lose hope. They didn't break. They didn't even bend. Rubailer (2016), Page 211, Rubai #3
Who is the one who is not a servant, a slave of Your order? Who is the one who is not drunk after seeing Your face? Show me someone who is in trouble whose trouble is not Yours. Or, show me a joy which has been created without Your...
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 smell of a burning heart surrounds my table all the time. I wonder. Where is this smell coming from? Rubailer, Page 290, Rubai #1
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
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...
There is a Beauty whose face resembles the Sun. The nicest curtain is the shadow cast by Him. He rises like the Sun. Particles become restless. For goodness sake, don't keep that Spring-like face behind the curtain. (more…)
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...
Don't be deceived when destiny raises you high. Don't brag, because before you are dropped by destiny, you must first be raised. (more…)
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. ...
I wish the bird of soul would fly only in the sky of Ecstasy, because the soul's candle doesn't shine in any palace except that one. (more…)
If you are in love with Me, I will make you utterly confused. Hear this well. Don't do too much, because in the end, I will destroy you. Hear this well. (more…)
We are in a season that is as auspicious as the Beloved’s Union. The candle of the soul wakes up when the body dies. When lightning strikes, the clouds start crying. That makes the garden smile. Rubailer, Page 389, Rubai #4
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...
Ask me about the essence of insanity on the way of Love. Ask me about the soul that is gone and lost, about the mind turned upside down. Ask me about the days filled with hundreds of events. Ask me about the deserts burned by the fire of blood. Rubailer,...
I asked, “O shining Beauty, where is Your house?” He answered, “In your broken heart. I am the sun, shining into the ruins. O Love’s drunk, destroy your heart. Then, it will become My palace.” Rubailer, Page 373, Rubai #1
For all troubles, there are remedies in Love. Love is a cloud which carries a hundred thousand lightnings. An ocean is formed by the Grace of Love inside of me, and the whole Universe is drowned into it. Rubailer, Page 370, Rubai #4
There are rose gardens for lovers inside of those bloody fences. There are so many other businesses for lovers thanks to the absolute beauty of Love. The mind says, "There are six dimensions to the world of existence. There is no road beyond those boundaries." Yet Love says, "Yes,...
Between the darkness of sleep and the light of awakening, in the dark of evening, I saw such a person! He was a traveler with such a beautiful face, on his journey to the Holy Temple. He was pure wisdom, the light of awareness. (more…)
You are the light of my heart, the peace and comfort of my soul. You create troubles and, at the same time, You are the trouble. They ask me, “Where are the signs, the evidence of the Beloved?” But, the lack of signs and evidence is the sign and evidence of...
Don't you see? Thirst is telling water to go away. Hunger is turning its nose up at bread. The tunnel is angry at the sun because it doesn't want its light. What a crazy, stupid, unfortunate situation this is. (more…)
I am not the man you think you know, you think you see. Even if you could see, you wouldn't recognize me. You are unable to see anything but images, because you are asleep, confused. (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
If you don't know me, ask the dark night about me; the night is the confidant of lovers and the witness of the crying and wailing ones. (more…)
In His eyes, both worlds resemble a piece of grain in front of a rooster. The eye that has seen Greatness is like that. (more…)
We have neither silk garments nor silver, but we are happy. We are content after so much fear and trouble. We are drunk on the wine of Eternal submission. This is not like a human's halfway happiness. Rubailer, Page 323, Rubai #4
When You became the Sun, the light of that universe, You rose to a dead planet. You became life. (more…)
The secret of Truth cannot be understood by asking questions, gathering information, or spending all of your wealth and belongings. If you haven’t cried for fifty years with bloody tears, if you haven’t burned your heart out, you will never find the way from words to ecstasy. Rubailer, Page 267, Rubai #2
Love has ruined my heart. It is about time for the Sun to shine on my broken heart. That Sultan prayed for me, then He accepted His own prayer. When I heard that, I became so ashamed that I lost all control and fell to the ground. (more…)
I am a slave and servant of the One who takes me to His soul, The One who makes my garden and meadow green. He shows me to the world and makes me famous in one moment, Then changes me to one without name or fame in the next. Rubailer, Page...