I am afraid that my tears 
might tear away the veil of my grief… 
that this hidden secret 
might become the world’s fable. 
 
They say that a stone becomes a ruby 
when it attains the stage of Patience. 
Certainly it does! –  
but only with blood ! 
 
 
I will go to the Tavern, lamenting - 
demanding justice, 
because Over there, 
I can be freed from this empire of grief . 
 
I have shot 
the arrows of my prayer every direction, 
one of them might be successful. 
 
~ HAFIZ | 
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