Trying to Find Me (7/11/2021)

Trying to Find Me (7/11/2021)

I stopped over at a tavern one day.

There, I started to tear my patched-up body-cloak into pieces.

While everyone else was busy with their own affairs,

I was busy destroying my self, trying to find Me.

Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 326.

A Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (tentative pub. date 12/1/21), Vol. 2 of 4, Rubai 691.

Focus Your Eyes on Absence (7/4/2021)

Focus Your Eyes on Absence (7/4/2021)

You cut me off like an umbilical cord in the name of drunkenness.

Even then, O Cupbearer, why did You leave me?

 

You create such Love with every breath.

O One who makes everything appear,

why are You not apparent? Continue reading “Focus Your Eyes on Absence (7/4/2021)”

Do You Want to Know…(12/6/2020)

Do You Want to Know…(12/6/2020)

Do you want to know about separation?

That is the road for lovers.

A fish’s life depends on the sea.

He desires the sea whenever he is separated from it.

People usually desire the sun,

although sometimes they do desire a shadow.

A soul is the particle which never desires a shadow.

Rubailer (2016), Rubai #4, page 131.

No Bottom, No Boundary (9/13/2020)

Such a Love (2/23/2020)

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.

You Are the Antidote…You Are the Bait (7/28/19)

You are the Antidote…You are the Bait (7/28/19)

What is life without You?

Life without You is forbidden.

 

Living without Your beautiful face is nothing but death,

that thing which was given the name, “life.” Continue reading “You Are the Antidote…You Are the Bait (7/28/19)”

All the World’s Sorrows (6/9/19)

All the World’s Sorrows (6/9/19)

My Beloved whose scattered hair makes everyone confused,

whose sweet ruby lips scatter sugar and honey,

that Beloved asked me, “Are you sorry about our separation?”

I answered, “O my soul, so much so that all the world’s sorrows are in that sorry.”

Rubailer (2016), Rubai #3, page 33.

I am at Peace with Him (11/18/18)

No One Is a Stranger There (11/18/18)

Every mind becomes confused when it sees Your face.

Every face is scratched by Your Absence.

 

I have become drunk because of Your reproach.

I don’t even know if Your pure wine is better than a sedimented one. Continue reading “I am at Peace with Him (11/18/18)”