For a long time, has left me w...

For a long time, has left me with concerns

Embraces strangers, yet lovers he spurns.

Not even upon my state had a glance

In this way, praise of the wise ones he earns.

Better to keep his arm in his sleeve

Hearts of the gifted artists, his hand churns.

Neither rose nor nightingale are spared the pain of love

One rends its garment, other crying, yearns.

He who seeks obedience in colorful & patched robes

His graceful eye, upon the ignorant turns.

He is the apple of my eyes, light of my soul

When tired me approaches him, he returns.

Jewels of the Holy Grail come from an unworldly mine

Why then beg for the potters' clay to make these urns?

O heart, O wise Master, experienced in love

Why then seek love from apprentices & interns?

You must pay for this your last pot of gold

Why beg this thief that gold & silver returns?

Insanity & madness, admittedly are my sins

Lover is enslaved to love, for love burns.

Spend your days free from blame & concerns

Expect naught from temporal world, Hafiz learns.