Weekly Poems

On Humanity (12/6/15) O one who is dying by trying to untie the knot you tied yourself, O one born in Union, you are dying in separation, O one who sleeps thirsty at the river bank, You are dying and begging at the side of a treasure. Ergin, Rubailar, Verse More...

Prayer for Peace (11/29/15) I want peace from You. understanding and union. You showed me a sign, said something about peace yesterday. The soul became so happy, so cheerful that it started singing and playing. That is his most important job, to sing songs about peace. Is there anything more More...

Beyond Existence and Absence (11-22-15) Wines have been offered from the Sun of happiness to me. The cells of my body have become a knob on the door of the tavern. Come, watch the face of our Sun; that face is the Garden of Eden. Stay in the shade of More...

Love Whispers (11/15/15) Love says, “I will give hundreds, thousands of lives To the one who gives his life to me.” Listen to what Love whispers in your ears; He is pulling you next to Him by pulling on them. Ergin, Rubailar, Verse #3, Page 220 More...

That Beautiful Sea of Heart (11-8-15) Understand this well: The work of the mind belongs in the basement. Even if the mind becomes Plato in knowledge, It still remains outside of the palace.     The ecstasy of Love is a hundred thousand times better Than whole universes full of More...

This Is Expected (11/1/15) The mind is a road block on the journey, O son. The road is wide open; untie this bond, tear it, O son.   The mind is bondage; the heart a trick, a deceit; the soul, the cover and curtain. This road is hidden from all More...

I don’t have any friend besides Love. Love was with me before I came into this world, and It is with me still. Soul yells, “O lazy one on Love’s way, Come on, hurry up, reach me.” Ergin, Rubailer, V. 1, Page 17 More...

We Would Be Annihilated (10/18/15) Your kindness comes after sorrow, every time, every moment. Otherwise, no one could withstand this suffering. Make me drunk constantly with the wine that gives no hangover. I don’t want any other wine.   We are the reed bed; He is the fire. We are waiting More...

You Are Still Alive (10/11/15) You are satisfied, but I haven’t had enough of this drink. I am annihilated, but you are still alive. The millstone turns and cries quietly As long as water flows through the canal. Ergin, Rubailer, V. 1, Page 432 More...

Conversation with the Beloved (10/4/15) O torch for night passengers! O chain for crazy lovers! O direction of prayer for everyone! O my Caravan Master!   You are a brigand and, at the same time, a guide, A moon and, at the same time, Jupiter. You are on this side More...