Poem Number 217
O Muslims kind of heart once a...
The ghazal
O Muslims kind of heart once a heart , mine was .
Whereto I used to utter revelations if a difficulty was . *** A heart , fellow - sufferer , helper , counsel - perceiver
That , of every one of heart , the seeker to aid was . *** In every calamity , for me perturbed .
A companion , work - knowing and capable , it the heart was . *** When , through the eye , I fell into a whirlpool of calamity
By its deliberation , the hope of a shore of safety was . *** In the true Beloved's street , it the heart was lost to me ,
O Lord what a skirt - seizing place , it the true Beloved's street was . *** In search of Him it my heart caused my tears to trickle pearls
But fruitless of union with Him , it was . *** Without the drawback of this appointment , is no skill . But ,
More disappointed than I , a beggar when was *** In this confused intoxication , exercise ye pity O Muslims
For once a skilful work - knower , it my heart was . *** As long as love taught me speech lustrous verse
The subtle - point of every assembly , my tale of lustrous verse was . *** Speak not again , saying Hafiz knew subtlety
For , we have seen , a confirmed fool he was . ***
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