For some time, I have been left on this journey
with the sound of, “start the journey,” to keep me going.
For some time, I have lived with the word, “go,”
but I have lost the location of my tent. Continue reading “How Long? (9/8/2024)”
Look at my business, my occupation;
I have none.
I never reach out to others;
You are the only One. Continue reading “Confide in Me (8/18/2024)”
O cloud, you are from the universe of the suns.
The thing you do now is all upside down.
Know well that by covering our world in darkness,
you are oppressing us.
It is for mortals like us to cry.
Instead, you are crying for us.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 2, page 427.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx.pub.2024), Rubai 1117, Volume 3.
O eye, don’t become ruined by weeping.
O heart, don’t spill more blood because of this business.
O soul, you have reached a door in this dungeon of flesh.
Why don’t you want to come out?
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 435.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (ApprxPub2024), Volume 3, Rubai 1115.
O heart, you are under foot, always in ruins.
You leave your soul to sorrow,
getting so much pleasure from that sorrow.
This time, you have fallen into the fire and I have left you.
Maybe you will become a master through this burning.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 1, page 434.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (pub.summer 2024), Volume 3, Rubai 1104.
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)”
Man’s heart is like a candle; It should be lit and allowed to shine.
There is a void in your soul because of the separation from the Beloved.
That void needs repair.
Know, O ignorant one
who knows none of what makes or breaks a heart, who avoids pain and burning,
Love is something to be encountered, not knowledge to be learned.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 4, page 468
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx.pub.fall2023), Rubai 1002, Volume 3.
This stone will be split open if it desires Union with You.
If my soul feels Your Joy, it will grow wings and fly to the sky.
Now, the fire melts and becomes water.
Reason loses its balance and falls. Continue reading “This Situation is Bad (6/4/2023)”
O moon-faced One,
how long will you stay away?
How long will you be wandering around?
It doesn’t matter if one is an idol or shaman;
we are all Your prey. Continue reading “Love is Only for the Small (5/7/2023)”
O my Crescent of Eid,*
show Yourself, so that Eid sees the real Eid.
O my invisible moon-faced One, show Yourself.
Pull the ear of the moon.
O my existence, my Absence,
O my rage and my contentment, Continue reading “My Foundation, My Essence (4/2/2023)”