Once you become the friend of one whose heart is in God,
don’t pay attention to other people and their customs.
Your soul will fall in Love’s fire like your fate.
Don’t worry. Don’t run away.
Know this well: From now on, you won’t fit in anywhere.
Rubailer, Page 424, Rubai #2
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)”
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)”
Come to your senses, O body made of clay. Don’t talk about the Earth.
Don’t talk about anything but that pure, clean mirror.
The One who created it left His attribute in your heart.
Don’t talk about anything but that attribute.
Rubailer, Page 375, Rubai #2
I asked, “O shining Beauty, where is Your house?”
He answered, “In your broken heart.
I am the sun, shining into the ruins.
O Love’s drunk, destroy your heart.
Then, it will become My palace.”
Rubailer, Page 373, Rubai #1
Love is not knowledge or superiority.
Love is not in books or papers.
The words of people are mere gossip.
Love is not like that.
Continue reading “The Longing Inside of You Is for You (10/1/17)”
For all troubles, there are remedies in Love.
Love is a cloud which carries a hundred thousand lightnings.
An ocean is formed by the Grace of Love inside of me,
and the whole Universe is drowned into it.
Rubailer, Page 370, Rubai #4
There are rose gardens for lovers inside of those bloody fences.
There are so many other businesses for lovers thanks to the absolute beauty of Love.
The mind says, “There are six dimensions to the world of existence.
There is no road beyond those boundaries.”
Yet Love says, “Yes, there is. I have been back and forth many times. Continue reading “There Are Rose Gardens for Lovers (9/3/17)”
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)”
He is a secret rose garden which bushes are concealing.
He appears in hundreds of different shapes, but He is the only one.
He is a coastless ocean that covers everything.
One wave from this ocean becomes hundreds of waves in every soul.
Rubailer, Page 352, Rubai #3