غزل شمارهٔ 172

Love for Thee, the plant of perturbation became Union with Thee, the perfection of perturbation became.

In the sea of union, many a drowned one who, at last, With a head in the state of perturbation became.

Show me one heart, in whose path, On the face, no mole of perturbation came.

Remaineth neither union nor the uniter: There, where the imagination of perturbation came.

From every side, whereto I applied my ear, The sound of the question of perturbation came.

Was destroyed and brought down the one, For whom the glory of perturbation became.

Head to foot, Hafez’s existence, In love, the plant of perturbation became.