Ghazal No. 26

This azure sky, all that is high, all that is low, for all its vastness, is encompassed in the lover’s heart.

If you desire to know the secret of eternity, then open your eyes to yourself, for you are many, you are one, you are concealed and you are manifest.

O my afflicted heart, you now know what is love. You cannot rest within my breast and pour yourself out through my eyes.

Arise, for spring has lit the flowers’ lamps. Arise and spend some moments with the tulips of the wilderness.

Love’s magic charms are numberless, and countless Beauty’s ways. O we are infinite, both You and I.

A hundred times were raised to heaven, a hundred times were buried in the earth the power and the pomp of Khaqans and Faghfurs, of Daras and Jamshids.

Alone with myself, yet with Him; O what is this? Are we together or apart? What do you say, O intellect? What do you say, O Love?