Hafiz: Ghazal 14 [Beds of Thorns]

Hafiz: Ghazal 14 {Pillow of Stone]

To my dear heart I thus did say, “O queen of radiant mien, Extend, I pray, thy grace to me, a soul by fortune seen.” But she, in tones both clear and keen, did thus to me relay, “He wanders lost, who obeys heart’s whims, and from wisdom does stray.”   “Stay thee a moment, […]