غزل شمارهٔ 264

(O Saki ! ) arise ; and into the cup of gold, joyous water (wine ; the intoxication of love) cast : Before that the cap of the head (the skull), dust becometh cast.

In the end, our dwelling is the valley of the silent (the place of tombs) ; Now into the vault of the skies, the (resounding) shout and clamour (of zikr va fikr) cast !

Far from the (true) Beloved's face, is the eye stained with sight (for other than God): On His face, from the pure mirror (of the pure heart), glance cast.

O cypress ! (I conjure thee) by thy verdant head, when I become dust, Out from thy head, disdain put ; and, on this my dust, shade cast.

For our heart that, from the deadly snake of Thy tress-tip, is shattered : From Thy own lip to the recovery-house, the antidote (of a kiss) cast.

The country of this sown-field (the world) thou knowest that it hath no permanency : Into the countries (of the world) from the liver of the wine cup, (the murshid's interior) a great fire' cast.

In (my own) tears, I bathed. For the people of tarikat say : " First be pure : then, on (the beauty of) that Pure One, (the true Beloved), thy eye cast.

O Lord ! that zahid, self-beholding, who, save defect, saw naught, Into the mirror of his understanding (so that he may, no longer, see defect) the smoke of a great sigh cast.

Hafiz ! like the rose, on account of His perfume make rent thy garment : And, in the path of that form (of the Beloved) swift (for the slaughter of lovers), that (rent) garment cast.