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Khusrau, Amir - Ghazal 870
Identifier
020616
Type of Spiritual Experience
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Ghazal 870: dil raft u arzuyat az dil namishavad
My heart left me, but longing
for you won't leave my heart.
My heart broke apart, but pain
for you won't diminish.
The moon at night
rises opposite your face,
but the day will never come
when the moon can oppose it.
My face is pallid gold, and I grind it
with the dust at your door,
but to bond with you
is unattainable alchemy.
At your hands, my tears are a sash
hung over heaven's shoulders,
but my hands cannot hang
draped around your neck.
I sit in sorrow:
though my soul departs,
my heart cannot
rise up and leave.
My heart is a sad way station,
but no caravan can reach it bringing
patience or escape the brigands of absence.
Khusrau fell into the whirling abyss
of longing. The ship of his desire
will not make shore.