Absence Is for Heroes (11/12/17)

Absence Is for Heroes (11/12/17)

Once more, we have given up our heart, mind and soul.

The Beloved has come. We will stay out of the way.

 

We have turned our back on existence.  Our direction is Absence.

We have found the One whose trace is unseen.

We have given up the trace. Continue reading “Absence Is for Heroes (11/12/17)”

Once Love Comes to Talk (10/29/17)

Once Love Comes to Talk (10/29/17)

The mind is a bondage to lovers and the ones on the journey, O son.

The road is clear, obvious if you break your ties, O son.

 

The mind is an impediment. The heart is a deception.

The soul is a curtain. The body is coarse.

The road is hidden because of all this heaviness, O son. Continue reading “Once Love Comes to Talk (10/29/17)”

Bees Don’t Make His Honey (10/15/17)

Bees Don’t Make His Honey (10/15/17)

Before wine, the vineyard or the grape ever existed in this world,

our soul was drunk with everlasting wine, with God’s wine.

 

Before this hide and seek,

before Mansur* said that secret word, made that subtle point,

we kept saying, “I am God,” in the Baghdad of this world. Continue reading “Bees Don’t Make His Honey (10/15/17)”

A Colorful Show (6/4/17)

A Colorful Show (6/4/17)

This is the time for war, O soul. Put on your arms.

It is getting late, O soul. Don’t hesitate.

This world is nothing but a colorful show, O soul,

with a cat-and-mouse fight on every corner.

Give it up, O soul. Give it up.

                                                     Rubailer, Page 342, Rubai #4

Why Does Your Soul Keep Growing? (2/5/17)

Why Does Your Soul Keep Growing? (2/5/17)

Is there a lip from which the smell of Soul doesn’t come?

Is there a heart in which He doesn’t have a trace?

 

If there are no provisions coming from that famous table,

why is every particle chewing cud like a camel? Continue reading “Why Does Your Soul Keep Growing? (2/5/17)”

The Hidden Treasure (1/29/17)

The Hidden Treasure (1/29/17)

We are the hidden treasure of this muddy world.

We are the owner of the land of Eternity.

Once we pass through the darkness of this mud,

We are Hizir* and the Fountain of Life.

*Legendary Godsend who attained immortality by drinking from the water of life; comes to aid in a critical moment.

                                                     Rubailer, Page 301, Rubai #2