Weekly Poems

Your End is to Realize the Truth (6/8/2025) Drunkenness is sending its greeting to You, is sending news to You secretly. The one whose heart You grabbed is making his soul a slave to You.   O One who makes existence non-existent, hear the greeting of this drunk. He is More...

My Troubles (6/12025) All this conniving for Your Love has gotten me nothing. I have shed bloody tears, but my suffering has gotten me nothing. I have found no relief from this pain. But, how could anyone help? All my troubles are nothing. The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, More...

Drunk with the Wine of Eternity (5/25/2025) One the Fire of the Heart blazes, it burns the faithful as well as the unfaithful. Once the Bird of Essence flies, all of existence disappears   The world is demolished. The Soul plunges into the flood. The same water which melts pearl More...

Merely My Reflection (5/18/2025) Why does this dark sorrow blindly entwine my heart? Is it blind, or does it see blindness in me? I am in the heights of the sky. This clay and water body of mine is merely my reflection. Who could look at a star in the More...

When the Lover Breathes (5/11/2025) When the Lover breathes, flames spread throughout the Universe. One breath shatters this illusionary world into particles.   The world becomes an ocean from beginning to end, and the ocean disappears in its majesty. If this were made manifest for even one second to the More...

The Sorrow of Love (5/4/2025) Who is more miserable than an impatient lover? There is no cure for Love’s sickness. Goodness and badness don’t help the sorrow of Love. There is neither fidelity nor cruelty in real, true Love. The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1272, More...

In Real Existence… (4/27/2025) Thinking in terms of profit and self-interest are signs of poverty. Clean people follow God’s habit. They contribute.   Some hidden return is expected from every generosity. Once you reach His Love, there is no greed, no generosity.   But here and now, generosity is like More...

There is a Price to be Paid (4/20/2025) There is a place beyond faith and heresy which is not for all the ones who are just starting out young and fresh. There is a price to be paid: One has to give up one’s life and sacrifice one’s heart. The More...

This Soul Wants Privacy (4/13/2025) How long will I be suffering because of this donkey of a body? It keeps asking constantly for straw and barley. Yet in the sky, the galaxy of the Milky Way is full of nourishment.   A donkey can’t have a share of that glory. More...

Wqter Became His…Home (4/6/2025) Rain poured down on a man’s head. The rain kept coming, so he took shelter in his home. A duck seeing this fluttered its wings. “Give all the rain to me,” the duck said, “to the one who was created out of water!” And, water became More...