Weekly Poems

Fire (3/14/2021) The Beloved’s heart is burning for me. Its flame has turned the Earth’s harvest into ashes.   A candle put a fire in the heart of this slave, such a candle that it has made a soul of iron and stone melt like a candle.   Thousands of bright More...

Into the Sea of the Beloved (3/7/2021) Don’t think that I have run away from you or that I have given my heart to someone else. I am not tied to anyone or anything. Because I am separated from my origin, I am a stranger here. And, I am running More...

I am the Treasure (2/28/2021) I wasn’t as insane as I am now. I wasn’t out of my mind like this before.   I used to be prudent and wise once, not crazy and insane like I am now.   Before now, I used to hunt like other lovers. I More...

When I Suffer (2/21/2021) I rejoice when I suffer. I flourish when I am ruined. I look quiet and silent like the earth, but my wailing reaches the sky like thunder. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 294. More...

I Will Rise (2/14/2021) I am not the kind of lion which fights with the enemy. I fight with my self. That’s enough for me.   I have become dirt for Love’s feet, but am settled in the knowledge that I will rise from the ground like a rose, like More...

A Shining Star Has Appeared (2/7/2021) I have been dissolved in the sea of purity like salt. There is no belief, no heresy left in me. Neither certainty nor doubt remains. A shining star has appeared in my heart. Even the seven levels of sky have disappeared into that star. More...

“Yes, that is me.” (1/31/2021) It comes to me that I am out of this world today. It comes to me that today, I am hidden from my self.   I grabbed the knife and cut off my existence. Now, I don’t belong to me or anyone else.   I More...

Scared (1/17/2021) I have traveled from town to town, but I haven’t seen any city like the city of Love.   At the beginning, I didn’t appreciate the value of that city, and because of my ignorance, I suffered much in exile.   I left that land of sugar cane More...

These Uproars (1/10/2021) We are being carried away by our desire to see the face of that Sultan. We are submerged like fish in His Love, His sea of eternal life. Dawn has broken. Morning has come. We are upset by these uproars, this untimely morning. We are begging for More...

The Light Calling Out (1/3/2021) I don’t know how I became annihilated from that wine. I don’t know where I am because of the beauty of placelessness.   Once I was at the bottom of the sea. but then I rose like the sun.   Sometimes I made the Earth More...