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IF YOU TURNYOUR FAILURES INTO FOOTPRINTS AND STEP ON THOSE I WILL SEEYOU OVER THE TOP* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
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When God designed your features and joined your brows Paved my way, then trapped me with your gestures & bows The spruce and I, both rooted to the ground Fate, like a fine cloth belt, its bind endows United the knots of my doing and of the budding heart The fragrant breeze, when to you it made its vows Fate convinced me to be enslaved to thee Yet nothing moves unless your will allows Like an umbilical cord, don't wrap around my heart It is your flowing lock of hair that I espouse You were the desire of another, O breeze of union Alas, my heart's hope and fire you douse I said because of your infliction I shall leave my house Smilingly said go ahead Hafiz, with chained hooves and paws
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..The essential sadness is to go throughlife without lovingBut it would be almost equally sad toleave this world without ever tellingthose you love
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The bright moon reflects your radiant face Your snowcapped cheekbones supply water of grace My heavy heart desires an audience with your face Come forward or must return, your command I will embrace Nobody for good measures girded your fields Such trades no one in their right mind would chase Our dormant fate will never awake, unless You wash its face and shout brace, brace Send a bouquet of your face with morning breeze Perhaps inhaling your scent, your fields we envision & trace May you live fulfilled and long, O wine- bearer of this feast Though our cup was never filled from your jug or your vase My heart is reckless, please, let Beloved know Beware my friend, my soul your soul replace O God, when will my fate and desires hand in hand Bring me to my Beloved hair, in one place Step above the ground, when you decide to pass us by On this path lie bloody, the martyrs of human race Hafiz says a prayer, listen, and say amen May your sweet wine daily pour upon my lips and my face O breeze tell us about the inhabitants of city of Yazd May the heads of unworthy roll as a ball in your polo race Though we are far from friends, kinship is near We praise your goodness and majestic mace O Majesty, may we be touched by your grace I kiss and touch the ground that is your base
pious of the heart, I am lost in a love, so great O pain the hidden secrets will become open debate Shipwrecked we just float, O favorable wind arise May we one more time gaze upon that familiar trait Passage of time and the stars, are but what we fantasize For compassion and kindness, it is never too late In the circle of wine and roses, nightingale’s song is prize With the aroma and the wine your senses satiate O Thou compassionate one, life giver and the wise One day bestow thy grace upon this mendicant’s state For peace of this world and the next, understand what I advise Magnanimity the lot of friends, and with foes try to relate In the land of repute, our passage they will dispute If this will not suit, don’t stay mute, and transmute dictates of fate When destitute and in need, let your love and passion breed Life’s alchemy, essence and seed, unimagined wealth shall create If unruly with pride, with a candle’s zeal your flame will rise Beloved turns stone to lava, and molten wax manipulate The Grail contains but wine, if only you realize Then the Kingdom of the world, at your feet prostrate The good and wise Magi, forgivers of lives and lies Bearer bring good news, drunkards’ wine consecrate With this wine stained robe, Hafiz would never disguise O untainted pure Master, exempt us from this fat
That beautiful Shirazi Turk, took control and my heart stole I'll give Samarkand & Bukhara, for her Hindu beauty mole O wine-bearer bring me wine, such wine not found in Heavens By running brooks, in flowery fields, spend your days and stroll Alas, these sweet gypsy clowns, these agitators of our town Took the patience of my heart, like looting Turks take their toll Such unfinished love as ours, the Beloved has no need For the Perfect Beauty, frills and adornments play no role I came to know Joseph's goodness, that daily would increase Even the chaste Mistress succumbed to the love she would extol Whether profane or even cursed, I'll reply only in praise Sweetness of tongue and the lips, even bitterness would enthrall Heed the advice of the wise, make your most endeared goal The fortunate blessed youth, listen to the old wise soul Tell tales of song and wine, seek not secrets of the world None has found and no-one will, knowledge leaves this riddle whole You composed poems and sang, Hafiz, you spent your days well Venus wedded to your songs, in the firmaments' inverted bowl
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. . ....The essential sadness is to go throughlife without lovingBut it would be almost equally sad toleave this world without ever tellingthose you love
