Poem Number 481
This my subtlety , hear that ,...
The ghazal
This my subtlety , hear that , free from grief , thyself thou mayst make ;
Blood of grief thou drinkest , if search for victuals , not placed intended for thee thou makest . *** In the end , the clay of the goglet - maker potters thou wilt become ;
Now , think of the pitcher of thy heart that , it , full of wine of ma'rifat and of love thou mayst make . *** If , of those men thou be , whose desire is paradise ,
O Pari - born ease with man , how long is it that thou makest *** On the sitting - place of the great , boastingly it is impossible to lean ,
Unless , the chattels of greatness , all prepared , thou makest . *** The writing of God's bounty , how taketh away thy heart stuffed with sensual claims and ideas of impurity
Unless pure of the stuffed picture , the leaf of thy heart thou makest *** O Khusrau of those sweet of mouth Hafiz rewards are thine ,
If , to Farhad , heart - fallen , a glance thou makest . *** Hafiz if back to the Merciful , thy own work thou pass ,
O great the pleasure that with fortune God - given , thou makest . *** O breeze the service of Khwaja Jallalu - d - Din do ,
Till , full of the lily of the valley and of the noble lily , the world thou makest . ***
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