Like showers in springtime

Like showers in springtime, let my tears flow / even rocks bitterly cry when lovers depart and go

Who has drunk the poison of separation, knows / for those who hope against all hope, the same goes

Tell the caravan leader the tale of the deluge in my eyes / that he might not take the camels out under such skies

My eyes burn with the searing tears of desire / like sinners burning in inferno’s fire

O long-awaited morning of night souls, I’m drained / as are fasting believers whom the long day has pained

I seem to have said much about your love’s tale / compared to the unsaid, though, those said will pale

Sa’di! Your heart’s gift of love was given you by Time / to stop it living is a height only Time will climb

How much more shall I say?, what I already have, will do / the rest may not be told, even to those who ever with love rue