Poem Number 228
If , from thy garden , I pluck...
The ghazal
If , from thy garden , I pluck a rose , what may it be
If by thy lamp of splendour I see before my feet what may it be *** O Lord God within the border of the shade of that lofty cypress ,
If , a moment at ease , I consumed sate , what may it be *** O seal - ring of Jamshid , auspicious of effort , at last
If , on the ruby of the seal - ring , thy reflection fall what may it be *** Out from the house of the brain went my reason and , if wine be this in effect
That , from the first , I experienced in the house of my Faith what may it be *** When the Zahid of the city chose the favour of the King and of the Ruler .
If I choose the love of an idol an illusory beloved what may it be *** On the illusory beloved and on wine , my precious life was expended
Let us see , to me , from that the beloved what may happen and from this the wine what may it be *** I who in the street the world of idols the true Beloved had my abode and dwelling ,
If in exchange for this thou give a place in the highest Paradise , what may it be *** That I was a lover , the Khwaja knew and naught said
If Hafiz , also , know that I am such a lover , what may it be ***
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