I Have Said Many A Time, And I’ll Say It Once Again By Hafiz Shirazi

I have said many a time, and I’ll say it once again
Though I move upon this path, another my path maintain.
Behind the veil parrot-like, I am trained and entertain
I repeat what the Master has taught me and had me retain.
If I am a thorn or rose, adorn the grass, it is vain
To think I can grow without the nurturing hand and rain.
O friends, do not think I am heartless and insane
In search of a connoisseur, I am a gem of unique grain.
Though wine with my colorful robe causes many pain
I will not fault the elixir that washes every stain.
The lovers’ laughter and cry many layers do contain
At night I compose, and in the morn cry out my gain.
Hafiz said, from breathing in dust of the tavern do refrain
Fault me not, this is the way that this aroma I regain.
© Shahriar Shahriari
Los Angeles, Ca
April 2, 1999
بارها گـفـتـه‌ام و بار دگر می‌گویم
که من دلشده این ره نه به خود می‌پویم
در پـس آینه طوطی صفتم داشتـه‌اند
آن چـه استاد ازل گفت بـگو می‌گویم
من اگر خارم و گر گل چمن آرایی هست
که از آن دست که او می‌کشدم می‌رویم
دوسـتان عیب من بی‌دل حیران مکـنید
گوهری دارم و صاحـب نـظری می‌جویم
گر چه با دلق ملمع می گلگون عیب است
مـکـنـم عیب کز او رنگ ریا می‌شویم
خـنده و گریه عشاق ز جایی دگر است
می‌سرایم به شب و وقت سحر می‌مویم
حافظـم گفت که خاک در میخانه مبوی
گو مکن عیب که من مشک ختن می‌بویم

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