I am not Me.
And, if I were to become Me for even a moment,
I would crush this world to pieces.
If I were to merge with the One who took my heart,
if I were to become Him,
like a tree, I would uproot myself from this world.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 4, page 486.
The Rubailer of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx.pub.spring2024) Volume 3, Rubai 1081.
There is a spark and warmth from Your Love
in everyone’s heart.
Your trace, the tears of Your longing
are in every prayer niche and alter.
I need a long night and beautiful moonlight to tell You
about all my troubles and sufferings caused by Love.
Rubailar (2016), Rubai 3, page 432.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx.pubsummer2024), Rubai 1084, Volume 3.
Lovers, keep working hard.
When you become free from the soul and flesh,
your heart will become free from the heavy burden of your body.
It will fly to the sky. Continue reading “The Real Sky (12/17/2023)”
Even sand has been satiated by water,
but water cannot satiate me.
There is no bowstring
which deserves my heavy, valuable bow. Continue reading “What Kind of Alligator am I? (12/3/2023)”
O frowning Friend,
How much are You asking for vinegar?
You sell it as sugar when you trade with a sugar-lipped one.
You take sugar in exchange for your vinegar. Continue reading “Out of His Mind (11/19/2023)”
“Immortality of the soul” is only a rumor coming from the sages.
There is no better end for Love’s presence
than Love itself. Continue reading “Love’s Charm is Different (10/8/2023)”
If you turn around Saturn,
you become Saturn.
If you turn around a saint, you become a saint.
If you turn around the mine of Truth, you become a ruby.
If you turn around the Beloved,
you become the Essence of Love.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 4, page 481.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, the Ergin Translations (apprx.pub.fall2023), Rubai 1031, Volume 2.
O sugar lipped one, don’t break the jar.
O stonehearted one, don’t break the jar.
If you become His drunk,
you will drink wine from His hand.
But, His breath is very dangerous.
Don’t break the jar. Continue reading “Don’t Break the Jar (8/13/2023)”
If hundreds of long days were joined together
as one very long day,
my soul would not complain about it.
On the contrary, it would be content.
It would stand still and cry from the pain of Love.
You are smiling at my words,
because you are still a cold man of knowledge,
not a crazy man of Love.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 1, page 469.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx.pub.fall 2023), Rubai 1003, Volume 3.
All the Universe is burned by the fire of sorrow,
but sorrow’s fire is not apparent.
Who has ever seen the shape of this fire?