To the true Beloved I said Grief for Thee ,I have .He said To an end when union is attained thy grief cometh :
I spake saying : Be my moon make luminous like the moon my eye and bosom He said I will be thy moon if forth ,the chance cometh
and
If ,from thy garden ,I pluck a rose ,what may it be
If by thy lamp of splendour I see before my feet what may it be
Hafez Shirazi#