Rumi: Ghazal 1374

Rumi: Ghazal 28 [The Color of God]

Rumi: Ghazal 1374 O lovers, O lovers, hear me, I have the power to transmute mere earth into precious jewels. O minstrels, O minstrels, I shall fill your tambourines with gold. O those parched for life’s elixir, today I take the role of the cupbearer, turning this barren earth into a paradise, immersing it in […]