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Ghazal 0457
This Is My Wish
O harp,
the strains of a longing heart is my wish.
O flute,
your burning cry is my wish.
Play the great song of Arabia;
I am the Great Bird,
and the song of Solomon is my wish.
Play the song of Iraq,
and let its soothing melody
calm the hearts of its people –
this is my wish.
Play on! Play on! –
High notes, low notes, every note.
I have fallen into a dream
with your peaceful melody.
Now awaken me with a loud gong –
this is my wish.
I hear your song –
the voice of God,
a symphony of love playing to the world.
That music is my witness –
I am a pious man,
pure faith is my wish.
O love, vanquish the intellect;
O love, that bewildering moment
is my wish.
O sweet wind,
passing over love’s grass,
blow in my direction,
for the fragrance of love is my wish.
In the Face of my master, all beauty is revealed.
One sight –
One sight –
that is my wish.
"A Garden Beyond Paradise: The Mystical Poetry of Rumi,"
Version by Jonathan Star from translation by Shahram Shiva
Bantam Books, 1992
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