Divan-ı Kebir


RUMİ 131
O friend of mine, O friend of mine,
O heedless lovely dread of mine
Compassionate unwed of mine
Thy grace, worrisome head of mine.
Most welcome is this soul of mine
My cure, filling this hole of mine
O faith and control of mine
Thou rich ocean bed of mine.
Caring companion of mine
Happy dominion of mine
A thousand opinion of mine
Union of this spread of mine.
To night-travelers, the light
And to the disturbed, delight
Where caravans stay the night
Caravan guide and head of mine.
Thou leader and opposition
Moon and Jupiter’s position
Thou reality and vision
Thou precious bread of mine.
O thou soul spring of mine
O king of mine, O king of mine
O endless pearl string of mine
Higher than lofty head of mine.
Thy ground is this sky of mine
Thy poison, drug and high of mine
This heartfelt sigh and cry of mine
Joy of secrets, unread of mine.
I was asked to give account
Of such worthless small amount
Seek not deception, be blunt
"My subject", this Thou said of mine.
Your head for treasures makes design
For love put your life on the line
Align yourself with the divine
O brutal beastly friend of mine.
RUMİ 134
çiiÖÖçsiÜüO Love, you brought forth a jug
Filled with the ache that my heart clog
I won’t drink this wine, this drug!
Drink but for my heart’s sake!
From this wine poured me a cup
Wisely his praises I brought up
Bittersweet, pleasing to sup
Like the praises my heart would make.
From the Wheel of Fortune and fate
Stepped forth a Soul so great
I ran forth to demonstrate
The rewards my heart had at stake.
O Divine Secret, of Thee I ask
Yourself for crowds do not unmask.
Praised and thanked me for my task
For my heart’s sake, thus He spake.
I was pleased that my Beloved’s face
Towards my home its path would trace
And opened up with much grace
The veil covering my heart break.
If Love for blood may thirst
Brave warriors are curst
Mountains spontaneously burst
In such place my heart quake.
O Thou the bringer of cure
Pleasure and pain you endure
Only in you I am secure
Thou can cure my heartache.
Every fruit if only tries
My heart’s ache can realize
Melancholic face, bloodshot eyes
Streams form heart’s bloody lake.
King of the World put away tears
The Pride of Tabriz appears
Light of Truth, Shams, now nears
Thy light my heart will wake and take.
RUMİ 138
çiiÖÖçsiÜüLovers alas, lovers alas
Whoever sees that faceless face
Confusion in him amass
Desperation will embrace.
For beloved cross every pass
Worldly affairs slow their pace
A flowing brook amidst the grass
Flowing tears his face shall trace
His ego is shattered glass
Self-estranged, himself deface
Sense the Divine in spirit and mass
If he is truly seeking grace
Love can withstand molten brass
Gives his own soul in this chase
Through this trap lovingly pass
And find himself beside that face
With love himself will embarrass
Lost in time and in space
There’s no cure, potion, herb or grass
For one who’s lost his earthly base
And his prize, to reach that class
In this futile endless race
Until death too will come to pass
And move him to that place.
The love that hurts will never pass
It is a very special case
Transcendent love has its own class
The aching heart is wrapped in lace
Run out of sand many hourglass
Many a dream lost in space
If miracle shall come to pass
Every magic shall displace
There is no king and no palace
Facing that graceful faceless face
Brave lions cry out alas
Beside the dogs guarding that place.