I Am At War With The Day, By Rumi Balkhi

I am at war with the day,
So swift it hath passed away;
As swift as a torrent flows,
Or a wind o’er the plain blows.
To-night I will sit alone;
Eclipsed is the shining moon;
To-night, till returning day,
I will beat cup and tray.

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