
I rejoice when I suffer.
I flourish when I am ruined.
I look quiet and silent like the earth,
but my wailing reaches the sky like thunder.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 294.

I have been dissolved in the sea of purity like salt.
There is no belief, no heresy left in me.
Neither certainty nor doubt remains.
A shining star has appeared in my heart.
Even the seven levels of sky have disappeared into that star.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 285.

We are being carried away by our desire
to see the face of that Sultan.
We are submerged like fish in His Love,
His sea of eternal life.
Dawn has broken. Morning has come.
We are upset by these uproars, this untimely morning.
We are begging for redress from this untimely noise.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, page 483.

Do you want to know about separation?
That is the road for lovers.
A fish’s life depends on the sea.
He desires the sea whenever he is separated from it.
People usually desire the sun,
although sometimes they do desire a shadow.
A soul is the particle which never desires a shadow.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #4, page 131.

When I was drinking wine in Your tavern one day,
I started ripping off this cloak of mine, this cloak made of clay.
In Your tavern, I saw the harmony in its workings
and in the workings of the Universe.
There was such a balance of creation and destruction.
I was amazed.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, page 326.