O my Life who adds Soul to my soul, lift the curtain.
O One who takes care of my grief, who is willing to stay with me all night long!
O One who hears my cries, timely and untimely!
O One who puts fire into every atom of my being! Continue reading “There is … No Remedy…Except You (11/26/17)”
I said, “O Beloved, You are wine. I am the glass.
I am a dead body, You are my soul.
Come. Open, unlock the door of Your Kindness.”
He answered, “Be silent. Only a madman keeps his door open all the time.”
Rubailer, Page 390, Rubai #4
Once more, we have given up our heart, mind and soul.
The Beloved has come. We will stay out of the way.
We have turned our back on existence. Our direction is Absence.
We have found the One whose trace is unseen.
We have given up the trace. Continue reading “Absence Is for Heroes (11/12/17)”
Before wine, the vineyard or the grape ever existed in this world,
our soul was drunk with everlasting wine, with God’s wine.
Before this hide and seek,
before Mansur* said that secret word, made that subtle point,
we kept saying, “I am God,” in the Baghdad of this world. Continue reading “Bees Don’t Make His Honey (10/15/17)”
Between the darkness of sleep and the light of awakening,
in the dark of evening, I saw such a person!
He was a traveler with such a beautiful face, on his journey to the Holy Temple.
He was pure wisdom, the light of awareness. Continue reading “The Situation Is Not Like That (8/20/17)”
Don’t you see?
Thirst is telling water to go away. Hunger is turning its nose up at bread.
The tunnel is angry at the sun because it doesn’t want its light.
What a crazy, stupid, unfortunate situation this is. Continue reading ““You Are Not Mud. You Are This Gold.”(7/23/17)”
For my Beloved, it is to break hearts.
For me, God’s grace has given me Love.
What beautiful sustenance is this? Continue reading ““Let Me Tell You Something” (6/25/17)”
He said, “Let me offer soul’s wine to you,
so you won’t be oppressed with anxiety and sorrow.
Never mind sorrow.
Every merry one will pledge joy to you.
Gamble with your life. Take every chance you can.
You can’t reach His union by talking.
They don’t serve milk to drunks by the glass of Sharia.*
In the place where wine is served, they pour it only to those
who have undressed from the “self.”
Not even a drop is given to those who worship themselves.
*Sharia – Moral code and religious law associated with Islam.
Rubailer, Page 161, Rubai #4
Yes, that door will be opened in the end.
Yes, in the end, that silver-bodied charmer will appear, show his face. Continue reading “Yes (12/25/16)”