Ghazal

Fortune befriended me and I saw you sitting with me ah, I hold light in my arms and flowers in my lap It was true that in this wilderness there is a garden though crow and kite give no sign of it at all The closed bud has blossomed in the spring wind freed from the worry of thorns in the calm of the meadow To the mirage that kept my heart burning say: here is my pool of water, here my rose garden Is it not so, that inevitably, with every turn of the wheel, every dark night arrives at bright day: My night-stricken eye became the mirror of your face oh, this heart-kindling morning that I see ...