Weekly Poems

Where Is Our End? (12/4/16) The wine which is forbidden to the body is served to the soul of the one who is free from the body’s bondage. Until the last drop, don’t say, “This is the end.” Who knows where our beginning is?  Likewise, where is our end? Rubailer, Page 274, Rubai #4 More...

We Are Due to try Absence (11/27/16) Fire leaned toward the ear of smoke and said secretly, “He can’t do without me. Aloe wood really likes me.   “He understands me. He thanks me, because the purpose of aloe wood is to burn out, to become non-existent. At that time, More...

If… (11/20/16) If you start the journey, they will open the road for you. If you annihilate yourself, they will carry you to Absence. If you humble yourself, they will grow you greater than the Universe. If you become nothing, they will show you without you. Rubailer, Page 205, Rubai #2 More...

The Water…Becomes the Rose (11/13/16) When You became the Sun, the light of that universe, You rose to a dead planet. You became life.   You became sight to the eyes of the blind and speech to the mute.   You made a deal with the ugly devil, changed him More...

From Words to Ecstasy (11/6/16) The secret of Truth cannot be understood by asking questions, gathering information, or spending all of your wealth and belongings. If you haven’t cried for fifty years with bloody tears, if you haven’t burned your heart out, you will never find the way from words to More...

Your Value (10/30/16) Look in your soul for your lost heart. Ask for the peace and decision of your soul from your Beloved.   There is the pleasure of the plant of Absence in sugarcane. But, look for that pleasure in your lips and on your teeth.   Don’t stare More...

No Belief, No Heresy Remains (10/23/16) I have been dissolved like salt in the sea of purity. Neither faith nor doubt remains in me. No belief, no heresy remains. A shining star has appeared in my heart, and the seven layers of the sky have disappeared into that star. Rubailer, More...

The Soul of Truth (10/16/16) O One who changes the soul moment by moment into different shapes inside of the body! O One who is closer to me than my thought of these subtle points!   Why should I think of the past, of the future? You are the taste More...

Absence Is the Real Treasure (10/9/16) Absence is Essence; everything else is an attribute. Absence is health; everything else is an illness. This world is a big headache, a grand illusion. Absence is the real treasure. Rubailer, Page 257, Rubai #1 More...

“And We Will Go That Way” (10/2/16) Rise, O lovers.  Let us all ascend to the sky. We have seen this earth.  Let us see the other one.   No, no.  Both gardens are beautiful and nice. Let us give up both of them and go to the Gardener.   More...