The best journey for me is the journey from existence to Absence.
Existence is the curtain that hides the land of Absence.
Existence is like water. Absence is the sweet sea.
When clean, pure water stays in ponds,
it turns into a swamp, becomes turbid, fetid. Continue reading “The Difference Becomes Obvious (12/10/17)”
The one who sees You with his heart becomes ecstatic.
The ones who are lost in thought are blind.
Hundreds of branches scatter roses and flowers to you from the Land of Absence.
Why did you cut down the tree of contentment?
Rubailer, Page 389, Rubai #2
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)”
The mind is a bondage to lovers and the ones on the journey, O son.
The road is clear, obvious if you break your ties, O son.
The mind is an impediment. The heart is a deception.
The soul is a curtain. The body is coarse.
The road is hidden because of all this heaviness, O son. Continue reading “Once Love Comes to Talk (10/29/17)”
He is such a sultan that reason has become his fool.
He and my heart stay in the same house.
He sent a messenger, saying, “I am yours,”
and with that, hundreds of candles became moths for His light.
Rubailer, Page 359, Rubai #4
My heart has been flying with Love since early dawn,
because the one who sets the trap has plans for me.
I wonder what kind of dream my heart saw last night
that I have such exuberance in my head. Continue reading “There Is No Tomorrow (8/6/17)”
I have so much excitement in my heart
that it is intolerable even for the sky.
Majnun and Layla* can’t see my exuberance even in their dreams.
All this exaltation is only a small portion of the Beloved’s,
so think about how it is in that heart of His.
*Majnun & Layla Characters in a famous Arabic love story.
Rubailer, Page 349, Rubai #2
I said to the heart, “When You see the Beloved,
tell Him, if you can, about my situation, my sorrow.”
The heart answered, “When I see the Beloved,
I become so absorbed by His beauty that I can’t talk. I just keep looking at Him.”
Rubailer, Page 337, Rubai #1
There is a place beyond faith and heresy
that is not for all the young and pretty ones who want to get there.
As the price,
one has to give up their life and sacrifice their heart.
Rubailer, Page 65, Rubai #3
Is there a lip from which the smell of Soul doesn’t come?
Is there a heart in which He doesn’t have a trace?
If there are no provisions coming from that famous table,
why is every particle chewing cud like a camel? Continue reading “Why Does Your Soul Keep Growing? (2/5/17)”