IN LOVE WITH YOU
My soul is screaming in ecstasy
Every fiber of my being
is in love with you
Your effulgence
has lit a fire in my heart
and you have made radiant
for me
the earth and sky.
My arrow of love
has arrived at the target
I am in the house of mercy
and my heart
is a place of prayer.
Poem: Mevlana Celaleddin RUMI - Photo: Ayhan ÇAKAR as Photo1xCom
LOOKING For Your Face
My heart has burned with passion
and has searched forever
for this wondrous beauty
that I now behold.
I am ashamed
to call this love human
and afraid of God
to call it divine.
Your fragrant breath
like the morning breeze
has come to the stillness of the garden
You have breathed new life into me
I have become your sunshine
and also your shadow.
Poem: Mevlana Celaleddin RUMI - Photo: Ayhan ÇAKAR as Photo1xCom
Salvation
There is no salvation for the soul
But to fall in Love.
It has to creep and crawl
Among the Lovers first.
Only Lovers can escape
From these two worlds.
This was written in creation.
Only from the Heart
Can you reach the sky.
The rose of Glory
Can only be raised in the Heart.
Poem: Mevlana Celaleddin RUMI - Photo: Ayhan ÇAKAR as Photo1xCom
Only Breath
Not Christian or Jew or Muslim,
not Hindu, Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion or cultural system.
I am not from the East or the West,
not out of the ocean
or up from the ground,
not natural or etheral,
not composed of elements at all.
I do not exist,
am not an entity in this world
or the next,
did not decend from Adam or Eve
or any origin story.
My place is placeless,
a trace of the traceless.
Neither body or soul.
I belong to the beloved,
have seen the two worlds as one
and that one call to and know,
first, last, outer, inner,
only that breath breathing human being.
Poem: Mevlana Celaleddin RUMI - Photo: Ayhan ÇAKAR as Photo1xCom
Not Like This Before
I wasn’t like this before. I wasn’t out of my mind and senses.
Once I used to be wise like you, not crazy, insane and broken down like I am now.
I wasn’t the admirer of life which has no trace, no being.
I used to ask : “Who is this?
What is that?,”
and search all the time.
Since you have wisdom,
sit and think
that probably I was like this before.
I haven’t changed much.
Poem: Mevlana Celaleddin RUMI - Photo: Ayhan ÇAKAR as Photo1xCom
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