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, O my Truth, my presentation, O my key and my lock, More...
You are on a Journey (3/26/2023) You are neither water nor earth. You are something else. You are created from mud, but you are not mud. You are beyond this muddy world. You are on the journey to your Essence. Your body is a riverbed. Your soul is the Water More...
My God, I Wish I Knew (3/19/2023) My God, I wish I knew the intention of my Beloved. He has taken my heart. My decision has disappeared. My escape route has been blocked. My God, I wish I knew where He was pulling me. He grabbed me by the More...
Endure (3/12/2023)
Category: quatrain (rubai), Rumi Poetry, Weekly Poems
Endure (3/12/2023) O heart, if you cannot endure the troubles of Love, go away. If you don’t give up your life, you will never reach the Beloved. If you haven’t been thrown, as Abraham was, into the fire, you will never find, as Khidr* did, the Water of Life. *Khidr More...
Paradise (3/5/2023) O my heart-catching, life-taking Beauty whose face is more beautiful than the moon, since You have become my friend, the light of my heart has burst out of my mouth flame after flame. My heart has become garnet thanks to Your sun. This muddy body of mine More...
Where Am I Going? (2/26/2023) You left me nameless like heart and soul. You made me clap without hands, like joy and pleasure. I said, “You made me walk out of time and space. Souls have no place, so where am I going?” Rubailer (2016), Rubai 1, page 448. The More...
Choose Fire (2/19/2023) O one who has been check mated in the game of stars, choose a horse. Ride toward the King. Don’t bother with the vizier. Raise and tilt your hat to the side. Get rid of all your debts. Kiss the cheek of Soul. Start combing the More...
Someday (2/12/2023)
Category: quatrain (rubai), Rumi Poetry, Weekly Poems
Someday (2/12/2023) Someday this branch full of flowers will bear fruit. Someday this falcon of desire will catch its prey. Today His image appears and disappears. But, the time will come when it will stay. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 4, page 440. The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx.pub. 11/2023), More...
I Will Be Free (2/5/2023) A letter came for me from the other world. It said, “Get ready for return. Carry all your belongings to the sky.” The One who sent it said, “Hear the order of ‘Return.’ Come back to your own town.” I answered, “Ever since I More...
You are Excused (1/29/2023) O one who wants to experience the world and everything in it, you are a day laborer. O one who dreams of heaven, you are far from the Truth. O one who enjoys both those worlds because of ignorance, you haven’t tasted the pleasure of His More...