غزل شمارهٔ 371

At the head of the wine-house, the morning-lesson (prayer), aside we have laid In the path of the true Beloved, the in-gathering of prayer, we have placed.

To the harvest (of existence) of a hundred learned wise ones (Zahids), setteth fire This mark (of branding) that, (from love) on our distraught heart, we have placed.

To us, the treasure of love's grief, the Sultan of eternity without beginning (the true Beloved) gave, Since, towards this desolate stage (this world), our face we have placed.

After this to the love of idols, the path into our heart, we give not : On the door of this house (the heart), the seal of His lip we have placed.

More than this, in the khirka (the garment of austerity), one cannot be a hypocrite : On account of this, profligately, its (the khirka's) foundation we have placed.

At last, how goeth this battered bark (the body), In desire of which peerless jewel, our life we have placed.

Thanks to God that like us, without heart and religion, was That one, whom (as) wisdom-cherisher and learned, we have placed.

With (only) an image of Thee, contented we were like Hafiz, O Lord! whether beggar or friendless one, reliance (on Thee) we have placed.