I yelled, “Where is that drunk heart going?”
The Sultan of sultans said,
“Be silent. He is coming to our side.” Continue reading “Leave Him Alone. Let Him Go. (8/26/18)”
Leave Him Alone. Let Him Go. (8/26/18)
Category: Rumi Poetry
The Secret of This World (8/19/18)
Last night, I secretly asked an old wise mind,
“Open to me the secret of this world.”
He lowered his voice and whispered in my ear,
“Be silent. It cannot be said.
It can be understood only by the heart.”
Rubailer (2016), Page 270, Rubai #3
A New Life Altogether (8/12/18)
O one who has flown out from this narrow cage,
O one who has gone to the heights of the sky,
From now on, you are starting a new life altogether.
What is this aimless life? Continue reading “A New Life Altogether (8/12/18)”
Satisfaction is for the Ordinary (8/5/18)
Only a satiated one says, “The time is getting late.”
Satisfaction is for the ordinary.
Day or night makes no difference to the brave one.
Wolf, sheep, goat — all are the same for a lion.
Rubailer (2016), Page 36, Rubai #3.
Submerged in the Heart (7/29/18)
Is there anyone who is not involved in my daily work?
Who is the one who hasn’t given his soul to the Beloved’s way?
Is there any head like mine which doesn’t become drunk?
Is there any heart like mine which doesn’t cry, moan and groan? Continue reading “Submerged in the Heart (7/29/18)”
The Untied Knot (7/22/18)
The one who ties the untied knot again
is laughing at himself as well as the world.
They talk about union and separation.
But, one cannot be united until he is separated.
Rubailer (2016), Page 246, Rubai #3
God’s Light (7/15/18)
The falcon said to the goose, “The valley is beautiful.”
“Have a good night,” answered the goose, then continued,
“This place is much better for me. Continue reading “God’s Light (7/15/18)”
The Pearls in Their Hearts (7/8/18)
Now the tree branches are blooming fresh flowers.
When they lost all their leaves, they could still see the pearls in their hearts,
so they stayed standing up.
They didn’t lose hope. They didn’t break. They didn’t even bend.
Rubailer (2016), Page 211, Rubai #3
Suffering and the Cure (7/1/18)
Who is the one who is not a servant, a slave of Your order?
Who is the one who is not drunk after seeing Your face?
Show me someone who is in trouble whose trouble is not Yours.
Or, show me a joy which has been created without Your hope. Continue reading “Suffering and the Cure (7/1/18)”
The Smell of a Burning Heart (6/24/18)
Troubles for me are cooking in my Beloved’s kitchen of grief.
Every moment hundreds of different meals of sorrow
are being served to my table.
The smell of a burning heart surrounds my table all the time.
I wonder. Where is this smell coming from?
Rubailer, Page 290, Rubai #1