Hafiz - Ghazal 220, Aspirations lyrics

Although our preacher will not like to hear such honesty, He'll never be a m**m while he's such a pharisee. Learn to get drunk, be a gentleman not some dumb animal That cannot drink a drop of wine or be a man at all. The essence must be unalloyed to make His grace our own, Or from our clay no pearls will come nor coral come from stone. The Almighty shall fulfill His will. rejoice, my heart! No con Or devilry can turn a demon into a Solomon. Mine is the noble art of love. I hope against belief This craft won't bring, as others brought, despondency and grief. Last night he said "Tomorrow I will grant your heart's desire" God let him have no change of heart nor let him be a liar. May God add a good heart to all your physical attraction So you'll no longer torment me with harrowing distraction. Hafiz! Unless a mote of dust aspires to lofty height, It is not drawn to the true fount from which the sun draws light.