Show Me the Path

Ghazal #37 (Divan e Shams)- Translation dedicated to ISB.

Sweet-lover of mine,

Hidden harbor behind,

Bearer of woe you are

Lover, shelter warm and secure,

lord armor

Noah’s ark, conquered

Conqueror of my soul

Wellspring of senses,

Woe me left at mysteries’ door

Enlightenment in my delusion,

Celebration of victories galore

Bird of Mount Sinai,

Dear

Nothing but a seed,

Mere

Caught am I in your beak,

Dear

Droplet and the ocean you are

Kind and unkind at your desire

Sweet delight, poison plight,

Torture me not dear

Sun’s constellations,

In house of Venus’s accommodations

Preaching hope,

Show me the way to your heart dear

Feast and fast, you are,

long and ephemeral,

Answer to my prayers

Water and the jar,

In thirst let me not, dear

You are the bait and the trap,

The wine and the cup

Naïve but wise,

Ignorant let me not dear

If you torture me not,

My heart capture will you not

Have you shown me the path dear

Silent would I remained here