غزل شمارهٔ 2546

At dawn I said to that moon, “O I body and you soul, I am in this state that you see, and weep for what you know.

“You are beyond infidelity and faith, and drive a fast mount; what a fearless king you are! Do precisely as you are.

“Just once return and pass our way, gaze on the thicket of the souls—behold the trees wet with blood, like branches of coral.”

You have heard how a raw one gets a reputation among men, not fearing that self-will may stamp its brand on his forehead.

Do not disapprove of the pure ones; be afraid of the blow of the fearless ones—for the patience of the soul of the suffering ones will annihilate you utterly.

You who are selfed, do not wrestle with the unselfed; you enemy of the darvishes, do not mix in fight with them with a stratagem of which you are incapable;

For Shams al-D¯ın-i Tabr¯ız¯ı, with life-bestowing and bloodspilling, kindles the fire to a fierceness by Divine powers.