
If you see a drunk who knows the secret,
you can be certain that he is His drunk.
If you see one whose heart is alive,
you can be certain
that He is the One Who made him like that. Continue reading “Words Knitted Loosely (4/26/2026)”

If you see a drunk who knows the secret,
you can be certain that he is His drunk.
If you see one whose heart is alive,
you can be certain
that He is the One Who made him like that. Continue reading “Words Knitted Loosely (4/26/2026)”

If you want to find You, hurry up and start searching.
Put yourself like a pot on top of Love’s fire.
Boil up. Become exuberant.
Don’t amble around aimlessly.
Come to a boil quickly.
Let Him burn you, ruin you, so that you can find that pearl.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1441, page 34.

Muhammad asked God,
“Why are You disdainful of us? Tell us, please.
What’s all this about people?
What was the purpose of creating them?” Continue reading “What’s the Purpose? (4/12/2026)”

Keep playing, tambourine, keep playing. You will reach the kingdom.
O One who is the confidant of men and women, don’t worry.
Be brave. Continue reading “Shine (3/29/2026)”

O one who enjoys the tunes of doubt and suspicion,
all these are the imaginations of your confused heart.
You are nothing,
and nothing could never be displayed to your eyes
as a something
better than this.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1433, page 30.

O cupbearer of the soul,
go to the One who has a beautiful voice.
He is the eternal melody.
Listen to it, O falcon.
Your heart beats to the sound of His drum.
That Sultan is waiting for you.
Now is the time to fly back to Him,
the time for you to return.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1429, page 28.

My Beloved was walking about the garden yesterday, saying,
“O Great Greenness, there are hundreds who tolerate Your oppressions.
But, is there anyone like Me?” Continue reading “Fire Teaches Eternal Living (3/8/2026)”

I listen to the melodies of Your sorrow in my soul.
In fact, aren’t all souls just tiny bits of Your sorrow?
They keep turning and shining by the light of Your sorrow,
in the air of their longing for You.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 4, rubai 1425, page 26.

O my fast flyer, fly to the land of Absence.
Don’t stay here on this side.
O my thought, my understanding, go to the House of Secrecy, Continue reading “When You’re in Silence (2/22/2026)”