Tonight is the night
when secrets are revealed, clean and lucid.
The secrets in my heart
are nothing but the image of the Beloved.
O night, don’t pass quickly.
I have a lot of work to do.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Volume 3, rubai 1206, page 149.
O lovers, good news for you!
Your separation has ended.
The time for Union has come.
Now there is only God and His Divinity. Continue reading “Good News (7/28/2024)”
Is there no music, no merrymaking for this lover
to help him attain his desire, to get his troubles to settle down?
In the morning, because of his separation,
he was frightened by daily troubles.
But at night, he found mercy from His moon. Continue reading “You Have Me in Return (9/24/2023)”
When my soul becomes a mirror to the secrets,
I can remain silent, yet cannot help but to know them. Continue reading “Listen to My Straight Talk (6/26/2022)”
When the enemy heard about the Sun of Absence,
he made plans to cut it down.
That Sun rose, sat and watched.
The enemy looked everywhere, but could not see Him.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 351.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations, Rubai 757, Volume 2.
I became exuberant when that pearl emerged in me.
I was turned into a rough sea by that storm.
I revealed the secrets of the ocean,
secrets shaken out with thunder.
Then, I slept on the shore like an empty cloud.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 2, page 329.
A Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (tent. pub. 12/1/2021), Volume 2, Rubai 696.
You are such a moon that You don’t fit in the sky.
You are such water that You cannot be contained in a river.
You are such a pearl that You exceed the oceans.
You are such a mountain that You cannot fit in any valley. Continue reading “Your Only Dress can be the Light of the Heart (5/23/2021)”
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.
Once my soul had turned its face to the Essence
and given up whys, whats and hows,
it started to see eternity.
The secret of Love and the meaning of creation
which had been concealed from it up until then
appeared from behind thousands of curtains.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 183.
I am a mountain. I am echoing the Beloved.
I am a painting. That Beauty is my painter.
Do you think all these words I say belong to me?
No. They are the sound of the key turning in the lock.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 128.