What could a scorpion do to one who drinks Your sherbet?
How could poison affect me when I have reached Your sugar lips?
You are the alchemy of Non-being.
How lucky is that man who is maturing in Your fire.
Rubailer, Page 210, Rubai #2
Hodja, greetings to you.
I want to start a journey.
I have found a passage, a road on the roof of the sky. Continue reading “A Pearl Inside of Me (6/12/16)”
O sword of time, pull out from the sheath of space.
Dive into the sea like a fish.
Swim this endless sea of meanings. Continue reading “Do You Know What Love Is? (4/3/16)”
There is nothing remaining in my ears but Love’s murmur.
There is nothing remaining in my soul – no reason, no thought – only the sweetness of Eternity.
The colorless brush of Love has mixed all colors;
Now, it can’t even remember its past.
Rubailer, Rubai #2, Page 164
Your kindness comes after sorrow, every time, every moment.
Otherwise, no one could withstand this suffering.