Weekly Poems

About Death (9/19/2021) Your soul is a guest of your body for only a couple of days. Yet, you have become so attached to this Earth that you don’t want to listen when I talk about death. Your soul is longing for that mansion – that “death before death.”* Unfortunately, More...

This is Expected of You (9/12/2021) The mind is a roadblock on the journey, O son. The road is wide open. Untie this bond. Tear it, O son.   The mind is a bondage. The heart is a trick, a deceit. The soul is a cover and a curtain. The More...

Only God Knows (9/5/2021) We keep turning like the sky in our longing for the Moon. Only God knows our business. Considering all the things which are happening in this world, we wonder how smart people can keep their minds in their heads. Yet, they wonder about our exuberance. Rubailer (2016), More...

This Glory (8/29/2021) O Beloved, we are Your guest tonight. Wait! Why did we say, “tonight?” We are Yours day and night, every day and every night.   We are at Your table in front of Your bowl, wherever we are, wherever we go.   We are the pictures which More...

The Treasure (8/22/2021) We are the treasure of God’s secrets. We are the endless ocean full of pearls. We are the space between the Moon and the fish. We are the One who sits on the throne of the Sultan. Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, page 339. A Rubaiyat of Rumi, More...

See My Generosity? (8/15/2021) Why are you sorry if you lose your profit, your capital? Here I am. See My generosity? Don’t fall into despair.   If the world disappears and the sea becomes a drop of dew, who cares? If it passes out and drops to the ground, that More...

This Dog (8/8/2021) I thought I could control the dog of my selfishness by putting on him the chain of repentance. Although he is getting tired and old, whenever he sees a carcass, he breaks the chain and attacks. What can I do with this dog? Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, More...

Like You Used to Be (8/1/2021) O heart, go. Go. Turn to blood like you used to be. Go to the valley and plain where you used to be.   Why are you rolling over the dirt of existence? Go to the furnace and brazier where you used to be. More...

Secrets Shaken Out with Thunder (7/25/2021) I became exuberant when that pearl emerged in me. I was turned into a rough sea by that storm. I revealed the secrets of the ocean, secrets shaken out with thunder. Then, I slept on the shore like an empty cloud. Rubailer (2016), Rubai More...

O Beloved, You flew away from this narrow cage. You freed Yourself from this dungeon of robbers and pickpockets.   You cleaned the dirt and dust from the surface of the mirror. You saw whatever was in that mirror.   You had been hearing, here and there, some news. You More...