Poem Number 138
Memory be of that one , who , ...
The ghazal
Memory be of that one , who , at the time of journeying memory of us made not
Who , by farewell , joyous our grief - stricken heart made not . *** That one of youthful fortune , that dashed the writing of good acceptance ,
I know not why the old slave , free he made not . *** The papery garment , we wash in bloody water . For , the sky ,
My guidance to the standard of justice , made not . *** In the hope that perchance a great cry may reach Thee , the heart
Made in this desert mountain , cries that Farhad made not . *** If from Thee , the footman of the east wind will learn work it is possible
For movement , swifter than this , the wind made not . *** Since the bird of the sward had taken its shadow from the sward ,
Its nest in the curl of the tress of the box - tree , it made not . *** The reed of the attirer of nature draweth not the picture of desire of him
Who as to this beauty , God - given , confession made not . *** O Minstrel change the note , and strike the path , of Irak
For , in this path , the true Beloved went and of us recollection made not . *** The ghazals of Irak are the songs of Hafiz
This heart - consuming path , who heard , who lamentation made not . ***
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