Khusrau, Amir - Ghazal 288
Type of Spiritual Experience
A description of the experience
Ghazal 288: mast-i tura bi-hich may-i ihtiyaj nist
One drunk on you needs
no wine. No doctor
has the cure for my pain.
Moon, don't rise before my eyes,
for with his face
I have no need for you at all.
Don't tell me tales of Jamshid's crown.
The dust at the door of the Magian temple
is no less than a diadem.
How long will you petition the Friend
with your needs? He is aware.
There's no need for such impertinence.
The coin of the heart not stamped
with unity is counterfeit
with no currency in any land.
The kingdom of the heart was plundered
by the beauties' tyranny. Be gone, heart,
for there's no tax on ruined villages.
Khusrau, none of the insightful have seen
your like among people, which is nothing
but an attribute of their squinting eyes.