Monday, 7 September 2015

Your Fragrance



#Awesomeshake 



I catch your fragrance from the tall symmetry of the cypress. I almost see the colour of your face in the Moon, every sugarcane comes to your Heart to wear the belt of service & every bit of sugar comes to be a servant in your Seera (halva). Every light which shines comes from the glory of your face, don’t you know? Sweet wine gives you good news by saying, "Your next day is coming."

                  The rose becomes master to the iris adorning the meadow, because it reminds them of your beautiful smile. When I run away from your love, I was teased. How can I tell you your love is being spread to my head from six directions. When I was raised from this despicable earth I undressed from existence. Even in that land of Absence, your voice comes to my ear. Every sound was full of exaltation and instigation. I understand this comes from your reed flute. My night is day because of you, my lips are dry because of you, my eyes are wet because of you, but “I don't mind “.  After a moment “I am afraid of your oppression, your torment, but once they come, I see they are also from your sea”. Hey Sheen, “Words and thoughts are refreshing the Soul likes breezes that come from your valley”. Do Understand Me, Please.


         The moon that illuminates the night might cover her face, let’s say it did. How could she hide her fragrance? Even if she covers her face and hides her fragrance, there are a hundred bits of evidence of His Spiritual manifestations. That moon came behind the house running like a thief. But the crazy heart does a hundred different prayers. Grief is like an enemy, but tell me, "I am thinking of Her, I have affection for her." Then tell my heart, "Where, where did that charmer set her trap?"


               The eye is necessary to see wonderful and amazing things. Soul is necessary to experience Joy and pleasure. The head is to become drunk for someone beautiful, the feet are to be tired on the road of the Beloved, Love is necessary to fly to the sky, Mind is to learn knowledge, Manners, and modesty. There are so many secrets and amazing things beyond reasoning the eye that got stuck in the land of reason is blind & the lover who has many accusations and a bad name is here. When his time comes for union With the Beloved, he will have Hundreds of names and titles. Going to the desert, sinking in the sand, fighting with lions, riding camels, Being looted by Looters, All these are worth the pilgrimage the pilgrim kisses, the black stone with the hope of getting pleasure From the ruby lips of the Beloved. My friend, don't try to put a seal on the money of words. The one who has a wish a desire, for sure will find the gold mine.


- Shirazian

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