Drowsy, awake to everything....by Rumi

Drowsy, awake to everything, 
out of myself, inside you, 
the work of your wine vat 
where the grapes are invisible. 

All one sees is stained 
feet tromping about, making a juice
different from ordinary grapes.
This wine gives no hangover.

But don't condemn yourself
for living in left over stupor.
Someone built and set
the hangover trap
you find yourself in!

It's the bottom of Joseph's pit,
where he becomes medicine,
a clean tent,
a field of stubble and shine.

Shams is winter daylight.
I more resemble
the long night coming after.

~ Rumi
(Drowsy)
Ghazal (Ode) 1457
Version by Coleman Barks, with Nevit Ergin
"The Glance"
Viking-Penguin, 1999