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Khusrau, Amir - Ghazal 1037 [extract]
Identifier
020620
Type of Spiritual Experience
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A description of the experience
Ghazal 1037: biyar bada-yi raushan ki subh ruy namud
Bring bright wine,
for dawn has shown its face.
At a moment like this,
there's no being without wine.
Wine is here in my heart
right next to my abstinence.
Where is the cup to rinse
this besotted abstinence away?
If you don't pour it quick,
my heart might burn up.
Flames of passion pulled me
under a Tigris of wine.
So deep in debt to her image,
so indigent, where can I live?
Absence is touchier than
a disgruntled landlord.
Doctor, don't waste
your treatments here.
Your medications are no cure
for the wound of love.
Wise counsel won't bring me back.
Love's crushing grip
wrested the reins of peace
and patience from my hands.
The friend's face, so soothing
to the hell of my heart,
is the tale of the garden of Abraham
in the midst of Nimrod's fire.
If you envy the aromatic
incense of my love,
come see the ashes
where once you saw aloe wood.
At evening prayer each night,
the world grows dark
with the smoke that rises
from Khusrau's heart.