Ghazal 259: It is I who have opened my eyes upon the sight of the friend

منم که دیده به دیدار دوست کردم باز
چه شکر گویمت ای کارساز بنده نواز؟

نیازمند بلا گو رخ از غبار مشوی
که کیمیای مراد است، خاک کوی نیاز

ز مشکلات طریقت عنان متاب ای دل!
که مرد راه نیندیشد از نشیب و فراز

طهارت ار نه به خون جگر کند عاشق
به قول مفتی عشقش درست نیست نماز

در این مقام مجازی به جز پیاله مگیر
در این سراچهٔ بازیچه، غیر عشق مباز

به نیم‌بوسه دعایی بخر ز اهل دلی
که کید دشمنت از جان و جسم دارد باز

فکند زمزمهٔ عشق در حجاز و عراق
نوای بانگ غزل‌های حافظ از شیراز

It is I who have opened my eyes upon the sight of the friend;
what thanks can I give you, O Maker of ways who cherishes his servant?

Tell the one who is in need of affliction not to wash the dust from his face,
for the dust of the street of need is the alchemy of desire.

Do not turn your reins away from the difficulties of the Path, O heart,
for the man of the road gives no thought to rise and fall.

If the lover does not make his ablution with the blood of the liver,
by the ruling of the mufti of love his prayer is not valid.

In this station of appearances take up nothing but the cup;
in this small house of playthings play no game but love.

With half a kiss buy a prayer from one who has heart,
which will keep the malice of your enemy from your soul and body.

It has cast the murmur of love into Hejaz and Iraq,
the melody of the song of Hafez's ghazals from Shiraz.