This clay body of mine is the glass for the heart.
My best thought is merely the raw wine of the heart.
A tiny grain of knowledge is nothing but a trap for the heart.
I am saying these words, but they come from the heart.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1235, page 164.
You are a copy of the Divine Book.
You are the mirror of the Sultan’s art, beauty and power.
There is nothing in the universe beyond you.
Whatever you want, ask yourself to give it to you.
Whatever you are looking for, search for it within you.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 2, page 441.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx.pub.7/2023), Rubai 924, volume 2.
Does the Earth’s honey taste sweet to the one
who has the pleasure of Love in his heart?
What can you do with the mind
which falls upside-down with only one glass of wine? Continue reading “The Pleasure of Love (10/21/18)”
I asked an old wise mind secretly last night,
“Open to me the secret of this world.”
He lowered his voice and whispered in my ear,
“Be silent. It cannot be said. It can be understood only by the heart.”
Rubailer, Page 250, Rubai #3
The words which come from Soul are a curtain to the soul.
The fog which comes from the sea hides the coast and the sea’s pearls. Continue reading “A Curtain to the Soul (1/8/17)”
The wine which is forbidden to the body
is served to the soul of the one who is free from the body’s bondage.
Until the last drop, don’t say, “This is the end.”
Who knows where our beginning is? Likewise, where is our end?
Rubailer, Page 274, Rubai #4