Again we arrive from the tavern drunk

بازرسیدیم ز میخانه مست

Again we return from the tavern drunk

بازرهیدیم ز بالا و پست

Set free from judgements; high and low 

جمله مستان خوش و رقصان شدند

With glee the drunks started dancing [with me]

دست زنید ای صنمان دست دست

Start clapping good people, clap! Clap!

ماهی و دریا همه مستی کنند

They'll both act drunk, the fish and the sea 

چونک سر زلف تو افتاده شست

When catching a glimpse of your beauty

زیر و زبر گشت خرابات ما

Our tavern has been uprooted and churned 

خنب نگون گشت و قرابه شکست

cup have been shattered, vats overturned

پیر خرابات چو آن شور دید

When the tavern master saw this glee

بر سر بام آمد و از بام جست

To the roof he climbed and fly did he

جوش برآورد یکی می کز او

Wine started to bubble for the One who he

هست شود نیست شود نیست هست

Turns Being to Nothing, then makes Nothing to Be!

شیشه چو بشکست و به هر سوی ریخت

shards of glass scatter all around

When the wine cup shatters on the ground 

چند کف پای حریفان که خست

Some feet are cut but those who're not

آن که سر از پای نداند کجاست

Where are the ones, who don't know first from last

مست فتادست به کوی الست

In the alleys of promise, those drunken are cast

باده پرستان همه در عشرتند

Asleep, while the wine worshippers are having a blast

تنتن تنتن شنو ای تن پرست

Hear the rhythm of ta-tum ta-tum you tummy worshipper!

Give me the wine of transformation

Ghazal 1912 from the Compendium of Shams, 

This reminds us of Hafez, who born in 1325 knew of , studied and was probably 

Inspired by Rumi, (1207-1275) even though some scholars rarely acknowledge .

بیا ساقی می ما را بگردان

Come on Saghi pass us our wine

بدان می این قضاها را بگردان

Change our destiny through that wine

قضا خواهی که از بالا بگردد

My friend if you want to change your destiny here

شراب پاک بالا را بگردان

You need to get some if that pure celestial wine from above

زمینی خود که باشد با غبارش

If a field is content to be with dusts 

زمین و چرخ و دریا را بگردان

Then transform the field, the sky with winds and the ocean itself 

نیندیشم دگر زین خورده سودا

I'm no longer going to bogged down in trivial petty dealings of day to day life

بیا دریای سودا را بگردان

Instead let's churn and transform the ocean of dealings

اگر من محرم ساغر نباشم

If I am not the confidant of the wine cup

مرا لا گیر و الا را بگردان

Then don't even consider me 

Transform everything else but me

اگر کژ رفت این دلها ز مستی

And if this drunk heart goes astray

دل بیدست و بیپا را بگردان

Then give me that pure heart, who knows nothing of hands that try to do too much and feet that hurry to go to unimportant places 

شرابی ده که اندر جا نگنجم

Give me then a wine of sorts 

Drinking it I won't be confined here any longer

چو فرمودی مرا جا را بگردان

As you have commanded me my Master

I will Transform my place 

When I do not strive

Today a dear friend sent me this quatrain from Rumi:

هر لحظه كه تسليمم در كارگه تقدير، آرامتر از آهو، بي باك تر از شيرم.

هر لحظه كه میكوشم در كار كنم تدبير، رنج از پي رنج آيد زنجير پي زنجير...

                  "مولانا"

In the workshop of Destiny,

Whenever I surrender

I am calmer than a deer

more courageous than a lion

Every time I strive 

With strategies to contrive 

Pain upon pain

Chain upon chain 

This reminds me of the Daoist notion of Wu Wei or nonstriving, literally no action.

Here the spiritual seeker is encouraged not to contrive tortious mechanisms of achieving their sims. 

Allowing the flow of things to bring opportunities in abundance so no undue effort or exercise of control is made that spoils our day, where others perceive us as controlling and domineering and thus distasteful , no matter if they are not doing the right thing.

Do nothing says Lao Tze, and nothing will remain undone. The attention and thought on the goal will bring the means in a natural less stressful and conflict creating manner .