How long should i bear this distressed life because of hopes and fears all those piled up thoughts filling my brain with hopes and fears 
 
pour into my throat 
whatever has been 
my share of life 
 
don’t make me wait forever 
like a knocker on a door 
with hopes and fears 
 
these moments i feel 
i’ve lost all my colors 
because of hopes and fears 
 
you are forever 
my shining sun and 
i am like this poem 
restless with hopes and fears. 
 
~ Rumi 
– Ghazal 876 
Translation by Nader Khalili 
“Rumi, Fountain of Fire”; 
Cal-Earth Press, 1995 | 
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