غزل شمارهٔ 2509

Today the king in secret visited the madmen; a shout went up from the souls of the spiritual distracted ones.

Amid the cries that king recognized my voice, for my voice had become purified of animal breaths.

He signaled so royally that the madman leaped from his bonds; if I am mad, O king, you are the Solomon of the d¯ıvs.

O king, you share the secrets of the birds and the spells of the d¯ıvs; now if it is fitting you should recite a spell on this madman.

An elder approached the king saying, “Bind him in chains, for this madman is causing enough disturbance and disorder in the d¯ıv¯an.”

My king said, “This madman will accept no chain other than the chain of my tress; you do not know his character.

“He bursts thousands of bonds to fly to my hand; to us returning he becomes, for he is a royal falcon.”