Lets offer flowers, pour a cup of libation,
Split open the skies and start a new on creation.
If the forces of grief invade our lovers’ veins.
Cup bearer and I will wash away this temptation.
With rose-water we’ll mellow crimson wine’s bitter cup;
We’ll sugar the fire to sweeten smoke’s emanation.
Take this fine lyre, musician, and strike up a love song;
Let’s dance, sing all night, go wild in celebration.
As dust, O West Wind, let us rise to the Heavens,
Floating free in creator’s glow of elation.
If mind desires to return while heart cries to stay,
Here’s a quarrel for love’s deliberation.
Alas, these words and songs go for naught in this land;
Come,Hafez,lets create a new generation.
This is a wonderful poetry by Hafez. I thought to write this as the first poem in the series as this happens to be one of my favorite poems by Hafez. This is like a soul, so lonely looking for love. Isn’t it the way our hearts are? Empty and longing for a sweet drop of water?I will write my detailed comments on the same text by further editing it.
Teachings of the Philosopher of Love Hafez
Very nice…keep it up, your words are touching and i feel like being lost while reading