Ghazal 183

At the break of dawn from sorrows I was saved
In the dark night of the Soul, drank the elixir I craved.

Ecstatic, my soul was radiant, bright,
Sanctified cup of my life, drunk I behaved.

O, what exalted sunrise, what glorious night
That holy night, to the New Life was enslaved.

From now on, in the mirror, O what a sight
The mirror, glory of my soul, proclaimed and raved.

Wonder not if I am bathed in heart’s delight
I deserved and was given, though may have seemed depraved.

Angelic voice brought news of my God-given right
My patience is the fruit of hardships that I braved.

Sweet nectar drips from my lips, as my words take their flight
Beloved, my sweetheart, upon my soul patiently had engraved.

‘T was Hafiz, divinely inspired that I attained such height
It was God’s mercy that time’s sorrows for me waived.