Though I am old and decrepit a...

Though I am old and decrepit and weak

My youth returns to me every time your name I speak.

Thank God that whatever my heart ever desired

God gave me that, and more than I ever could seek.

O young flower, benefit from this bounty

In this garden I sing through a canary’s beak.

In my ignorance I roamed the world at first

In thy longing, I have become wise and meek.

Fate directs my path to the tavern, in life

Though many times I stepped from peak to peak.

I was blessed and inspired on the day

That at the abode of the Magi spent a week.

In the bounty of the world, await not your fate

I found the Beloved, when of wine began to reek.

From the time I was entrapped by thy eyes

I was saved from all traps and paths oblique.

The old me, befriended the unreliable moon

Passage of time is what makes me aged and weak.

Last night came good news that said, O Hafiz

I forgive all your errs, even though may be bleak.