غزل شمارهٔ 226

I fear lest, in respect of our grief, tears, the screen-render should be, And, in the world, this sealed mystery a (revealed) tale should be.

They say the stone becometh, in the stage of patience, the (precious) ruby: Yes ; it becometh. But (immersed) in blood, the liver should be.

Weeping and justice-demanding, I will go to the wine-house For there, perchance, from grief's power, my release should be.

From every side, the arrow of prayer I have sped : It may be that out of those arrows, a work-doer (effective), one should be.

O Soul ! utter our tale to the Heart-Possessor (God) : But do not so that to the breeze, news should be.

From the alchemy of love for Thee, my (dusty) face became ruddy gold ; Yes ; by the happiness of Thy grace, dust, gold should be.

From the watcher's pomp, I am in the strait of astonishment : O Lord ! forbid that revered, the beggar should be.

Besides beauty, many a subtlety is necessary, so that a person, Acceptable to the disposition of one possessed of vision, should be.

This palace of empire whereof Thou art moon of form, At its threshold, the dust of the door, heads (in supplication) should be.

Hafiz ! When the musk of His tress-tip is in thy hand, In-draw thy breath. If not, to the morning breeze,- news should be.