I have sworn to always love all beauty,
This Loving suffering is my shelter.Only the eyes of the Aware
can see the whole of the Beloved,
The eyes of common men aren't up to it.Stay a while, my Friend
for I need your Friendship,
I long to see your face,
my tears are numerous as stars.Your Love is central to my verse,
If people read my poems,
it is because of you.Grant me the wealth of Poverty, O Lord!
This is the source of wisdom and glory.I can't be small enough
to make friends with politicians.
My Heart is a Palace for a King,
even if it is full of worry.Hafiz, speak not of the Beloved,
The Friend's sweet lips know your Love
better than you.
