Saturday, 4 June 2011
When you have met the one you desired, let the world go...by Hafez
O Sâqi, fill the bowl and pass it around.
For love seemed easy at first, but then fell troubles.
Hoping for the musk the zephyr unlocks from her locks,
Many a heart bled by the curls of her musky tress.
Dye the prayer mat with wine if the Magians’ Pir tells you,
For the Sâlek knows the rules of stations of the Path.
What warrant of joy have I in the beloved’s road-stations?
For every moment the bell cries out: “Bind your litters up!”
A dark night, fear of waves, and a maelstrom so forbidding!
How can the light-burdened of the shore know our plight?
All my deeds led to infamy because of my willfulness.
How can the secret told in assemblies remain hidden?
Hâfez, if you desire a presence, do not be absent from it.
When you have met the one you desired, let the world go.
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