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Rumi quatrain, #1551 Foruzanfar

Posted on January 22, 2014 by bill gannett

گفتم که کجا بود بتا خانه تو گفتا که دل خراب ویرانه تو من خورشیدم درون ویرانه روم ای مست خراب باد کاشانه تو   “O idol, where do you live?”, I asked. He said, “Your broken and ruined heart; … Continue reading →

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Ghazal #54, Divan-e-Hafez (Khanlari)

Posted on January 16, 2014 by bill gannett

منم که گوشه میخانه خانقاه من است دعای پیر مغان ورد صبحگاه من است گرم ترانه چنگ صبوح نیست چه باک نوای من به سحر آه  عذر خواه من است ز پادشاه و گدا فارغم بحمدالله کمین گدای در دوست … Continue reading →

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Rumi quatrain, #19 Foruzanfar

Posted on January 13, 2014 by bill gannett

When the drop of my soul became the Ocean, The beauty of all souls began to shine in me. Like a candle, I burn in the way of love So that all time becomes one light in me. آن وقت … Continue reading →

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We long to breathe pure air and drink sweet water

Posted on January 9, 2014 by bill gannett

We long to breathe pure air and drink sweet water, Cook and warm by clean fire, and eat good tucker. There was a time the sacred elements spoke of god, But we forgot that language with a passing nod. We … Continue reading →

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In the beginning, there was bubble gum

Posted on January 7, 2014 by bill gannett

In the beginning, there was bubble gum; God decided it would be much more fun To puff and puff a lovely universe, Than pout and smack and be ever so glum.

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Rumi quatrain, 1787 Foruzanfar

Posted on January 4, 2014 by bill gannett

Watch out- don’t regret what is a past affair; Be a Sufi- drop the burden of all care. You are the child of NOW, in youth and old age, As long as you remain of each breath- aware! بر کار … Continue reading →

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Rumi quatrain, #311 Foruzanfar

Posted on January 1, 2014 by bill gannett

O heart, you and your pain- this is the cure! Long and don’t complain- this is the command! If you but kick hope and want for a while The dog of ego will die- this is the sacrifice! ای دل تو … Continue reading →

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Darvish replies to Viveshwar’s query, “Are you Irish?”

Posted on December 27, 2013 by bill gannett

      Christmas potatoes, unsalted and ungarnished, to celebrate The King of Ascetics, the Christ, on this blessed Morn.   Dear Viveshwar, I implore you: stop eating pork noodles, and get back to your Roots! And stop hanging out … Continue reading →

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The Ancient One has come again with his long curly hair

Posted on December 25, 2013 by bill gannett

The Ancient One has come again with his long curly hair, With nothing but his message of divine love to declare. Baba’s John was the aged fakir with bright rosy cheek; She gave him the kiss that tore away his … Continue reading →

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Stone cracks and breaks to dust by the hammer of breath

Posted on December 17, 2013 by bill gannett

Stone cracks and breaks to dust by the hammer of breath- by the breath of his living name that promises death. Only when thought by pestle is crushed in mortar, does heart drink the elixir of divine ardor. The journey … Continue reading →

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