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Ghazal 1512
restless
now i go to the door
now i go on the roof
till i see your face
i'll never know rest
neighbors speak of me
when you are away
as meek or mad
but when you return
everything subsides
this heart of mine
tears itself apart
and seeks no joy
but only wants to know
when you'll arrive
but when you return
and a wine-server is around
i hold a cup
fondle your hair and
caress your face
just come and see me
letting go of my wish
letting go of my pilgrimage
keeping one wish in my heart
making love to your desires
“RUMI, Fountain of Fire,“
Poetic translation by Nader Khalili
March, 1991
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