If you fall in Love with me,
I will make you utterly confused.
Don’t construct anything,
because in the end, I will destroy you. Continue reading “Be Silent. I Will Read (6/20/2021)”
Tag: Love
Empty Words (5/16/2021)
On the way to Love, each lover must either annihilate himself
or give up his life in death.
Some say,
“Love’s goal is to drink water from the Fountain of Life.”
These are just empty words, O lover, just empty words.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #3, page 226.
A Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translation (pub. 11/2021)
That Brings Results (4/25/2021)
The parrot came to the tree to share sugar’s prayer.
The rose asked the nightingale to read poetry.
Receiving a revelation, the tall green cypress said,
“As long as your soul stays in your body,
put a belt on your waist. Serve day and night.
That brings results. Continue reading “That Brings Results (4/25/2021)”
I Will Rise (2/14/2021)
I am not the kind of lion which fights with the enemy.
I fight with my self. That’s enough for me.
I have become dirt for Love’s feet, but am settled in the knowledge
that I will rise from the ground like a rose, like an iris. Continue reading “I Will Rise (2/14/2021)”
Scared (1/17/2021)
I have traveled from town to town,
but I haven’t seen any city like the city of Love.
At the beginning, I didn’t appreciate the value of that city,
and because of my ignorance, I suffered much in exile. Continue reading “Scared (1/17/2021)”
These Uproars (1/10/2021)
We are being carried away by our desire
to see the face of that Sultan.
We are submerged like fish in His Love,
His sea of eternal life.
Dawn has broken. Morning has come.
We are upset by these uproars, this untimely morning.
We are begging for redress from this untimely noise.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, page 483.
Come Closer So I Can Show It To You (11/29/2020)
Your soul is so close to my soul
that I know whatever you think.
I have even better proof than this.
Come closer so I can show it to you. Continue reading “Come Closer So I Can Show It To You (11/29/2020)”
Look (11/1/2020)
O soul who has been caught in the hook of the body,
look at the fisherman.
Don’t look at the fish hook. Continue reading “Look (11/1/2020)”
No Bottom, No Boundary (9/13/2020)
Love is an ocean which has no bottom, no boundary.
It is an ocean suspended.
Love is the secret of the One
who has no beginning of the beginning.
All souls are drowned in Love.They live there.
Hope is one drop of that ocean.
The rest of it is fear of separation.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, page 218.
Enough for Us (7/26/2020)
What is night, what is day for us
as long as He is in our heart?
He is the One who burns our heart. Continue reading “Enough for Us (7/26/2020)”