Ghazal 831
هر زمان لطفت همی در پی رسد
Every time Your Grace arrives
ور نه کس را این تقاضا کی رسد
Or else who would ask for such Grace?
مست عشقم دار دایم بی خمار
Keep me Drunk with love without wine
من نخواهم مستیی کز می رسد
For I don't want the drunkenness that comes with wine
ما نیستانیم و عشقش آتشیست
We are the nonexistent and Divine Love is the fire
منتظر کان آتش اندر نی رسد
Waiting for the fire to reach the reed
این نیستان آب ز آتش می خورد
This reed land drinks from fire
تازه گردد ز آتشی کز وی رسد
Is refreshed from the fire coming from the Divine
تا ابد از دوست سبز و تازه ایم
We are forever fresh and nourished from the Friend
او بهاری نیست کو را دی رسد
لا شویم از کل شیی هالک
چون هلاک و آفت اندر شیء رسد
هر کی او ناچیز شد او چیز شد
هر کی مرد از کبر او در حی رسد
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This blog includes excerpts from my book entitled The Lover's Gaze: Rumi's Guide for Lovers and Spiritual Seekers. In it I try to provide balanced (not too literal, yet not diverging from the original Persian) translations and commentary on the poetry and practical philosophy of Rumi, the Persian Sufi Mystic and Poet. The translations in this blog are copyrighted. If you wish to use them send me an email and I will need to verify usage then send you a formal email of permission of usage.
