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Breath of the Morning Breeze

Reflections on Life's Fragility and Transience

By Rahatweb WebsitePublished about a month ago 1 min read

Morning breeze its fragrance will exhale

The old world will once again youthfully sail

Tulip will bring a red cup to the meadows

Narcissus’ eyes from poppy will grow pale

When would nightingale put up with such abuse

In the chamber of the rose cry and wail

I traded the temple for the tavern, fault me not

Prayer is long and stale, time is frail

Leave not joy of the now till the morrow

Who can vouch that the morrow, the now shall trail

Month of Sha’aban put not down the jug of wine

Till the end of Ramadan you’ll miss this Holy Grail

Hold dear all the flowers and commune

Came to be and will whither with a breeze or a gale

This feast is for friends, O minstrel, play and sing

Sing again it came thus and went thus, to what avail

Hafiz for your sake entered this tale

Walk with him say farewell, he’ll tear the veil

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