Enough for Us (7/26/2020)
What is night, what is day for us
as long as He is in our heart?
He is the One who burns our heart. Continue reading
Enough for Us (7/26/2020)
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Songs and Screams (6/28/2020)
Songs and Screams (6/28/2020)
Every night, the specter of my Beauty praises the attributes of my Essence
and talks about the Absence of my Essence which proves my Existence.
The Sultan of chess of the seven stars sends a sign
from His ayn*-like eye and cim-like ear which checkmates me.
If I were to pick an apple from that tree and split it in half,
such an amazing Beauty would be born.
Grapes would cover the whole world.
Wine would overflow all around my gardens.
If I took the Quran in my hand and, in confusion, it slipped from my hand,
His face would become ten verses of the Quran
and His lips would turn into a verse for me.
The world is Mount Sinai. I am Moses.
I am out of my self. I have gone beyond my self.
The world keeps shaking, but the only one who knows
is the one who walks that road where I paid my dues.
The soul’s sun rose and said, “O lazy ones, get up.
When I reflect on the mountain, even my smallest particles keep moving.”
Be silent.
I have cried and yelled so much that hundreds of centuries will pass
and the world will still turn along with my songs and screams.
*ayn and cim Letters of the Arabic alphabet.
Divan-i Kebir, Volume 15, Ghazal 40, verses 459-465, pages 90-91.
Have You Ever…? (6/14/2020)
Have You Ever…? (6/14/2020)
Have you ever known a wine which has no hangover?
Have you ever picked a rose which has no thorns? Continue reading
If I Miss this Opportunity Now (4/5/2020)
If I Miss this Opportunity Now (4/5/2020)
My heart appreciates Beauty.
Why should I run away from the Beloved?
The dagger in my hand is a good one.
Why should I turn my face away from battle? Continue reading
How Can We Escape (1/19/20)
How Can We Escape (1/19/20)
Love came and broke my regret as if it were a bottle.
How can we escape
Love’s constant breaking and repairing?
Who can repair a broken bottle except Love?
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #3, page 112.
There is a Way (1/5/20)
There is a Way (1/5/20)
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 bottom of your heart.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #, page 109. #3
The Situation (12/15/19)
The Situation (12/15/19)
I tried to describe the situation of my heart as I knew it.
The tears and blood of my heart had become rough,
but I couldn’t explain it. Continue reading
I Am Right Here (11/17/19)
I Am Right Here (11/17/19)
“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. Continue reading
Look at Souls (10/6/19)
Look at Souls (10/6/19)
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? Continue reading
The Only Way to Reach Eternity (9/22/19)
The Only Way to Reach Eternity (9/22/19)
Every moment, Your kindness follows after sorrow.
If this were not so, no one could stand this suffering.
Make me constantly drunk with the wine which gives no hangover.
I don’t want any other wine. Continue reading
Bravos to Our Power and Abilities!
Bravo to Our Powers and Abilities! (7/7/19)
Sometimes , the angels are jealous of our purity.
Sometimes, the devil is afraid of our recklessness.
Our clay body carries God’s gift.
Bravos to our power and abilities!
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #3, page 43.
I Have No Constancy, No Peace (6/30/19)
I Have No Constancy, No Peace (6/30/19)
He said, “I am the fire which burns you.”
I answered, “Yes, but Your Love and Your sun are in my heart.
“If I smell one rose without Your Love,
burn me right away like a thorn.” Continue reading
As Long As Existence Persists (5/19/19)
We have seen that time has no beginning of its beginning,
because we are the ones who have fallen in Love.
The others are merely spectators. Continue reading
Reach Me (4/28/19)
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.
Reach Me (4/28/19)
The Summit of His Sorrow (3/17/19)
The Summit of His Sorrow (3/17/19)
Nothing, not even rose or basil had helped me.
I said to myself, “Be silent. His bow doesn’t match my shield.”
Then, I was shot from that bow like a three-winged arrow.
Even so, I reached the summit of His sorrow without the help of those three wings!
Rubailar. Rubai #2, Page 223.
From the End to the Beginning (2/24/19)
From the End to the Beginning (2/24/19)
We are brave, insolent revolutionaries
who play with our own lives.
It is a pity that this muddy flesh
is the peer of our pure, clean soul. 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.
Come to the Source of Your Source (12/30/18)
Come to the Source of Your Source (12/30/18)
How long will you be going backwards?
Come forward. Don’t stay with heresy. It is time to come to faith.
See poison as sherbet. Grab the poison.
At last, come to the Source of your source.
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You are on the Earth as a form.
But, you are the threat of the pearl of certainty.
You have become the custodian of the storage of God’s grace.
At last, come to the Source of your source.
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If you give yourself to ecstasy,
it is certain that you will be saved from yourself.
You have jumped out of the bonds of thousands of traps.
At last, come to the Source of your source.
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You came from the sperm of a prince.
Open your eyes to the truth of this ordinary world.
Pity how joyful you are.
At last, come to the Source of your source.
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Although you are a spell of the Earth,
You are a mine inside.
Open both your eyes.
At last, come to the Source of your source.
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You are the son of light and greatness.
You have an auspicious fate and good fortune.
How long will you be crying over illusory things?
At last, come to the Source of your source.
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You are a ruby, hidden among hard rocks.
How long will you be deceiving us?
O my friend, He appears to your eyes openly.
At last, come to the Source of your source.
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You come like that,
your beautiful eyes full of fire, drunk,
from the arms of the unruly Beloved,
At last, come to the Source of your source.
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That cupbearer, Shams of Tebriz, is offering you a glass of the wine of immortality.
It is pure and clear.
“Glory be to God.”
At last, come to the Source of your source.
Divan-i Kebir, Meter 13, Gazel 7, Pages 13-15 Verses 79-96.
If This Were Not So (12/16/18)
If This Were Not So (12/16/18)
Every moment, the Beloved’s kindness follows after sorrow.
If this were not so, no one could stand this suffering. 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
God’s Halter (9/9/18)
God’s Halter (9/9/18)
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! Continue reading
Leave Him Alone. Let Him Go. (8/26/18)
Leave Him Alone. Let Him Go. (8/26/18)
I yelled, “Where is that drunk heart going?”
The Sultan of sultans said,
“Be silent. He is coming to our side.” Continue reading
Submerged in the Heart (7/29/18)
Submerged in the Heart (7/29/18)
Is there anyone who is not involved in my daily work?
Who is the one who hasn’t given his soul to the Beloved’s way?
Is there any head like mine which doesn’t become drunk?
Is there any heart like mine which doesn’t cry, moan and groan? Continue reading
The Untied Knot (7/22/18)
The Untied Knot (7/22/18)
The one who ties the untied knot again
is laughing at himself as well as the world.
They talk about union and separation.
But, one cannot be united until he is separated.
Rubailer (2016), Page 246, Rubai #3
One Day… (6/10/18)
One Day… (6/3/18)
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
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.
Our Peace is No Good (5/6/18)
Our Peace is No Good (5/6/18)
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. Continue reading
It Should Be Lit (3/11/18)
It Should Be Lit (3/11/18)
Man’s heart is like a candle: It should be lit and shine.
There is a void in man’s soul because of his being separated from the Beloved. That void needs to be repaired.
Know, O ignorant one who understands none of what makes or breaks a heart, who neither smiles nor cries,
Love isn’t knowledge to be learned, but something to be encountered,
Rubailer, Page 449, Rubai #2
Hear This Well (1/7/18)
Hear This Well (1/7/18)
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. Continue reading
The Difference Becomes Obvious (12/10/17)
The Difference Becomes Becomes Obvious (12/12/17)
The best journey for me is the journey from existence to Absence.
Existence is the curtain that hides the land of Absence.
Existence is like water. Absence is the sweet sea.
When clean, pure water stays in ponds,
it turns into a swamp, becomes turbid, fetid. Continue reading