The Wine Remaining Ghazal-25
There is no waking up without You from Non being’s sleep, No being without You, No non being with You.
Are our minds in the world, Or is the world within our minds? Keep your mouth shut; this knot Can never be resolved.
My friends’ minds are disturbed By my distracted songs. My mind is restless owing to A song that never can be sung.
O zephyr, after all, What can dew’s tiny sprinkling do? The fervour in the tulip’s heart Cannot be assuaged.
Attach your heart to God, And seek no help from kings. Theirs is a threshold on which one Should never rub one’s brow.