IV124

My soul, I love you, and you certainly know it!
You don't read, you don't look, you comprehend the whole.

There might be arguments between two lovers,
But blind enemies cannot see the secrets of Love.

The Angel adored Adam after HIS image,
But saw that HIS beauty surpassed man's level.

The scent of your hair brings life to my eyes,
O Lord, do not make me suffer from separation!

The pleasures of the night disappear in the dawn's sleep,
I'm afraid you only appreciate time when its gone.

Don't be annoyed by your human brothers, my son,
Be tolerant of difficult things now, and enjoy good things later.

Hafiz! The Beloved's hair has led you astray,
I pray: do not keep trying for that which is impossible.

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