Worth Less Than a Small Coin (12/10/2023) Leave to others the endless job of the improvement of this Earth. This whole world is worth less than a ruined caravanserai,* less than a small coin, less even than a grain of barley. *A roadside inn along a caravan route. Rubailer (2016), More...
What Kind of Alligator am I? (12/3/2023) Even sand has been satiated by water, but water cannot satiate me. There is no bowstring which deserves my heavy, valuable bow. The sea is my worthless drink. The mountain is my unimportant morsel. O my God, open a way for me. More...
Sweets Will Be Served (11/26/2023) When Absence adds Soul to your soul, you will get morsels from Absence, and you will chew them with pleasure. Neither kitchen nor cook will appear. But, plate after plate of sweets will be served to you. The Rubailer (2016), Rubai 1, page 455. The More...
Out of His Mind (11/19/2023) O frowning Friend, How much are You asking for vinegar? You sell it as sugar when you trade with a sugar-lipped one. You take sugar in exchange for your vinegar. If you don’t buy, I will. I am in love and out of my More...
Nothing but Longing (11/12/2023) My life has become nothing but longing. O Beloved, what beauty, what charm is that? I don’t clap my hands unless You are the musician. I don’t drink wine unless You are the cupbearer. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 4, page 490. The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin More...
You are an Endless Treasure (11/5/2023) I wonder if your eyes are sleepy or evasive. No, I swear, you are trying to deceive God. You close your eyes like a merchant who reaches his gold once he falls asleep. You have extended a chain, setting up endless traps. More...
One Day (10/29/2023)
Category: quatrain (rubai), Rumi Poetry, Weekly Poems
One Day (10/29/2023) One day, your heart will take you to the One who has caught your heart. One day, your soul will take you to the Beloved. Don’t let go of the hem of the robe of your pain. One day, your pain will take you to the remedy. More...
Open a Door for Me (10/22/2023) O my Cupbearer who adds souls to Soul, for God’s sake, offer up a river’s full. Pour that red wine into my drunken head. You are the Sea of Kindness. Nourish me with Your own hands. O my moon-faced One, You are the More...
Aren’t You Worth Hundreds of Pearls? (10/15/223)
Category: quatrain (rubai), Rumi Poetry, Weekly Poems
Aren’t You Worth Hundreds of Pearls? (10/15/2023) I am the wind. You are a leaf. When I blow, how could you remain still? If I give you an order, how could you ignore it? Since I have thrown a stone and broken your jar, aren’t you worth hundreds of oceans, More...
Love’s Charm is Different (10/8/2023) “Immortality of the soul” is only a rumor coming from the sages. There is no better end for Love’s presence than Love itself. I hear thanks coming from everyone. That is always the situation as long as people are happy. Don’t pay any attention More...