Rumi Quatrain, #379 Foruzanfar

No lover is he without feet quick like the soul,
Who does not turn about the Moon like stars at night.
Listen to me- my speech is not vile nonsense:
No flag dances but by the longing of desire!

عاشق نبود انکه سبک چون جان نیست
شب همچو ستاره گرد مه گردان نیست
از من بشنو که این سخن بهتان نیست
بی باد هوا رقص ءلم امکان نیست




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