I love You with all my heart and soul.
That’s my sin.
Why do You turn Your face from my pale saffron one? Continue reading ““I Accept Your Invitation” (2/16/2024)”
“I Accept Your Invitation” (2/16/2024)
Category: Rumi Poetry
Ignorant (2/9/2025)
O one who is overcome by his ignorant self
and who doesn’t want to take lessons from others,
all your goodness was limited by leaving a cup next to the fountain.
All you wanted was for the townspeople to drink water
in a toast to your health.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1243, page 168.
Only for Lovers (2/2/2025)
O reason, go away. There is no one reasonable here.
This place is only for lovers.
Even if you were to become as thin as a strand of hair,
you would not fit here.
Now that the dawn has come and the Sun of Love is rising,
your lamp of reason will face nothing but ridicule here.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1240, page 166.
Who Cares If Death Comes? (1/26/2025)
Who cares if death comes and grabs my being?
I’ll welcome death.
If I have hundreds of lives, I’ll give away all of them. Continue reading “Who Cares If Death Comes? (1/26/2025)”
The Tiniest Fish in God’s Ocean (1/19/2025)
At the boundary of our comprehension,
these skies, galaxies and innumerable stars
are only a worthless staff in God’s powerful hand.
Every particle, every drop appears and disappears
like a dolphin, a seal, a whale.
Even if a particle were to appear as big as a whale,
it would still be the tiniest of fish in God’s ocean.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1236, page 164.
See the Bloody Tears (1/12/2025)
See the bloody tears, the hundreds of torn shirts caused by Your grief.
Listen to all the yelling and screaming.
Look at the blood of my lungs,
smeared all over my face, my back, my front. Continue reading “See the Bloody Tears (1/12/2025)”
From the Heart (1/5/2025)
This clay body of mine is the glass for the heart.
My best thought is merely the raw wine of the heart.
A tiny grain of knowledge is nothing but a trap for the heart.
I am saying these words, but they come from the heart.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1235, page 164.
Words Coming from Our Secret (12/29/2024)
You hide meaning in death, awakeness in sleep.
You get spring water from stone.
You manifest faithfulness in lightning. Continue reading “Words Coming from Our Secret (12/29/2024)”
That Candle of the Heart is Searching (12/22/2024)
Cheers and screams of lovers are coming,
thanks to that candle of joy.
But, how strange!
That candle was already lit when it was brought in,
yet there are no moths even near it.
Here is a candle better than any day and night.
O soul, hurry up.
That candle of the heart is searching for a soul.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1233, page 163.
Our Mountain Echoes Your Voice to You (12/15/2024)
O our Friend, our Beloved, our Confidant,
the Light of our bizarre!
Look! Last year has fallen in love with our present time.
We are all wasteful.
To us, You are hundreds of treasures,
hundreds of our spent monies. Continue reading “Our Mountain Echoes Your Voice to You (12/15/2024)”