The mind may give you what you think is evidence.
Love gives you the Beloved, the Friend.
What comes from the mind is dirty water.
What comes from the Beloved is the Water of Life.
You may ascend to the sky with all the signs of a lover’s journey,
all the evidence which your mind so freely gives.
But in the sky, you will find no signs, no tricks, no traces.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi (2021), Rubai 1376 (Volume 3).
O cupbearer, you are the one who satisfies my need.
Serve me wine. Make me happy.
I have become so drunk
that I can’t separate signs from words. Continue reading “I Gave Up Yesterday (9/20/2020)”
Love is an ocean which has no bottom, no boundary.
It is an ocean suspended.
Love is the secret of the One
who has no beginning of the beginning.
All souls are drowned in Love.They live there.
Hope is one drop of that ocean.
The rest of it is fear of separation.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, page 218.
Who is the doctor of the disease which has no cure?
Who is our company for this endless journey?
If this is reason, what is craziness?
If this is Love, who is the Beloved? Continue reading “The Lesson of Silence (9/6/2020)”
Yesterday, this slave was the moon of soul.
In his search for proofs and explanations,
he asked a difficult question.
Although no answer came, his question just disappeared.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 205.
Come. Today is a day of celebration for us.
From now on, joy and pleasure will keep growing. Continue reading “Today is a Day of Joy (8/23/2020)”
Union with God cannot be achieved
until a person completely annihilates his self.
Such a Union is not the merging of two to make one.
Union is your total annihilation.
Absurdity doesn’t turn falsehood into Truth.
Only a fool says, “Everything is God.”
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, page 179
Come, O One who gives new life to the world.
Stop the workings of this smart mind. Continue reading “Where is His Roof? (8/9/2020)”
An eye which gazes upon that rose, that tulip
fills the whirling sky with wails and cries.
The intoxication you get from a one-year-old Love
you could never get from a thousand-years-old wine.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 186.
What is night, what is day for us
as long as He is in our heart?
He is the One who burns our heart. Continue reading “Enough for Us (7/26/2020)”