Category Archives: rend, rendi

The Sufi set a trap and began playing his tricks- He set a footing of deceit for the sky’s sleight of hand. But the play of the juggler broke the egg on his hat: He tried his tricks on those … Continue reading →

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i and the denial of wine- whose story is this! do i really have such reason and contentedness? day and night i have plundered piety with harp and daf; now my way is all peace and quiet- how is that! … Continue reading →

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My friends are delightful and the garden green and joyous- May the rose be happy and the wine drinkers joyous! By the dawn breeze, each breath is pleased with scent of rose; Yes and yes again the sweet breath of … Continue reading →

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as long as name and form of wine and wine-house exist, our head will be the dust on the magian elder’s path. before time began, the magian elder’s ring was in our ear. we are and will be, the very … Continue reading →

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the path of love is a way that has no shore. a place for which there is no remedy but to die. every moment the heart submits to love is joyous, and what need of augury to do the good … Continue reading →

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o ascetic of pure nature- don’t blame the rend! the sins of others won’t be held against you. whether i am good or bad- go battle yourself. in the end, every man reaps the crop he sows. drunk or sober, … Continue reading →

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for years i was a follower of the rend‘s way, until desire by wisdom’s decree was imprisoned. not by myself did i take the path to the anqa- i arrived at this stage with solomon’s bird. unusual was the manner … Continue reading →

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why should i not be after the affairs of my own lands? why should i not be the dust of the friend’s own alley? and when i cannot endure travel and stranger, i shall go to my own city and … Continue reading →

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