Ghazal 495

Drink wine and spread flowers
Of Fate what do you seek?
The rose said in early hours
Nightingale, what do you speak?

In the garden take your seat
Both Beloved & bearer greet
Breath in flowers and wine replete
Lip to lip and cheek to cheek

Let flowers strut their stuff
In the garden sing and laugh
And call the spruce's bluff
Let your stature rise and peak

The Rose bud's smiling face
Whose attention will it grace
Whom do you wish to embrace
O Rose bud, tender & meek?

In the marketplace today
Your buyers willingly pay
Be alert and stash away
Riches in your lucky streak

The candle flame of Goodness
The wind of Fate will caress
Commit and your art bless
With goodness shine and reek

Each curl of your hair
Is priceless and so rare
Seek joy and joy spare
And gently take a peek

In the garden of the King
Birds use their feather & beak
Nightingales gaily sing
Hafiz, the poetic geek