When God designed your feature...

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.