
Compared to the flesh I have chosen,
everyone else seems to be fine.
Because of my stupidity, I bite my fingers a lot. Continue reading “I Bite My Fingers a Lot (9/25/2022)”
Compared to the flesh I have chosen,
everyone else seems to be fine.
Because of my stupidity, I bite my fingers a lot. Continue reading “I Bite My Fingers a Lot (9/25/2022)”
We are the fire of Love which lights that special candle.
Like a candle, we came to burn the oppressed moth.
We attacked bravely like a drunk,
giving up knowledge and reaching into the to-be-known. Continue reading “Look at Us. See Us. Watch Us. (8/4/2022)”
What are you looking for in the village of your illusions?
Why are you washing your eye with the blood of your heart?
All your being, head to toe, is God.
O ignorant one who doesn’t yet know Himself,
what are you looking for besides You?
Rubailer (2016), rubai 1, page 388.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx.pub.7/2023), rubai 890 (volume 2).
If there is one who doesn’t have a trace of His Love,
cover that one with a cloud,
because he is the enemy of the Moon.
How dry is the tree which doesn’t grow in this garden.
How contemptible is the saint
who doesn’t stay in the shade of this tree. Continue reading “There is No Family for You.. Except Love (8/7/2022)”
O my God, don’t leave me in the hands of this unreliable, despicable self.
Don’t make me agree with anyone but You.
I run to You from deceits, troubles, from my self.
I am Yours. Don’t give my self back to me.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 413.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx. pub. 3/2023), Rubai 875, volume 2.
When my soul becomes a mirror to the secrets,
I can remain silent, yet cannot help but to know them. Continue reading “Listen to My Straight Talk (6/26/2022)”
Man makes plans and takes appropriate measures,
but he doesn’t know his fate.
Once God enters the scene,
all his plans and measures disappear.
Man thinks, but his sight is limited.
He uses all his cunning, but he is far from being Godly.
If he is successful when he takes two steps, he takes two more.
He has no idea in what direction God will pull him next.
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Don’t be ostentatious.
Yearn for the kingdom of Love.
Love is the One to save you from the angel of death.
Be silent. Choose a place. Settle down.
Wherever you choose, that King will set you up there.
You can be sure that all the people you see
are in the prison of death.
A prisoner cannot get you out of jail.
Enough!
How long are you going to flirt with the blind?
How long are you going to yell at the deaf?
Divan-i Kebir, Volume 20, Ghazal 25, verses 267-273, pages 51-52.
Even if your heart becomes tired and frustrated,
there is no way to get out of this journey. Continue reading “Pay Attention (5/29/2022)”
If you really want to know
the essence of insanity on the way of Love,
ask me. Continue reading “If You Really Want to Know (5/22/2022)”
O cupbearer, take some of the weight off of the drunks.
It’s hard to see anyone of value
who isn’t being crushed by troubles and worries.
O rose-faced, cypress-statured Beauty,
come to the rose garden.
You won’t find anything which gives better shade than the cypress. Continue reading “Like the Sun (5/1/2022”