Days are as swift as an indian arrow

Flying like a shooting star

The present day is here

Which we cannot say is ours

But only say is PASSED.

FEAR

                                            FEAR

When I was young I built these cruel bars

This cold confining cage that shuts me in, 

Because I feared the beauty of the stars

And feared all beauty as I feared all sins.

                    

RUMI POEM

                                         NICKNAMES

The one my soul is searching for is not here. Where has he gone?

The one like a lit candle, like a seat with roses growing around it.

Our eyes look for that one first, but i do not see him today.

Say his name. If anyone here has kissed his hand, give us your blessing.

I do not know whether to be more grateful for the existence of his face or for what is inside that.

There is no one like him in the world, but there is no form for that now, how is it everything turns with the motion his love?

Say all possible nicknames for Shams Tabriz.

Do not hide anything from one who wants only to be in his presence.