Weekly Poems

O cupbearer, take some of the weight off of the drunks. It’s hard to see anyone of value who isn’t being crushed by troubles and worries.   O rose-faced, cypress-statured Beauty, come to the rose garden. You won’t find anything which gives better shade than the cypress.   There weren’t More...

You Used to Live in the Sky (4/24/2022) You used to live in the sky, used to think you belonged to that world, pure and clean. Then, you drew your picture on the Earth, got stuck in this dirty place and forgot your origin. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 398. More...

My Gift to You (4/17/2022) Our heart and Love have both come from behind hundreds of curtains, They sit together, naked.   If the Archangel Gabriel were to get in between them, still, no mercy could be found in their fires.   They are in union every moment. But, at More...

Why Are We So Conceited? (4/10/2022) We are toys of God’s omnipotence. He has all the wealth and power. We are just poor, helpless creatures. Why are we so conceited? We are all fellow servants of His palace Rubailer (2016), Rubai 4, page 403. The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin More...

A Slave of Troubles (3/27/2022) You were our playmate. What has happened to you? This is the assembly of souls. Why are you silenced and petrified? Before, you were like the iris or cypress, free from sorrows. Now, after becoming rich and famous, you are a slave of troubles. Rubailer More...

So Sweet (3/20/2022) You appear every day from that place and carry water to the thirsty ones.   Every morning You offer light to the Earth. You are the Soul to the soul of the Sun.   On the day that that light, that brightness doesn’t arrive, two eyes will More...

Try to See the Honey (3/13/2022) Don’t look at me as if I am a stranger. I am close to you. Try to see the honey and not just the bees. Unless you are Satan, look for the meaning of Adam. Don’t bother with his shape and size. Rubailer (2016), More...

Generous and Merciful (3/6/2022) I pulled you out of the fire of lust, brought you here, then threw you back into that fire, scattering you there.   You were born from My heart like these words. Yet, you run, trying to escape. And, you reproach me.   You are with Me, but More...

Concealed (2/27/2022) Know that the Beloved is concealed from everyone. The Beloved cannot be conceived by even the strongest imagination. Yet, He shines like a moon in my heart and mixes with my body like a soul. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 1, page 374. The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations More...

Where Are You? (2/20/2022) Where are you, O God’s martyrs, O ones who looked for trouble in the Karbala* desert?   Where are you, O impatient lovers, O ones who fly faster than the birds in the sky?   Where are you, O sultans of the sky, O ones who More...