Author Archives: bill gannett

Look outside, and you’ll see human faces, You’ll see strange people from odd places. God said “return!” Is this your return? Look within, and see more than the races! بیرون نگری صورت انسان بینی خلقی عجب از روم و خراسان … Continue reading →

I bring wine from the Friend whose heart is fire, And from the Burning One I bring love’s fire. Never will the world imagine in dream Those nights we brought to greet the dawn’s fire. ما باده ز یار دلفروز … Continue reading →

I have become the ruin of his ancient treasure, And become the tale of his timeless cynosure. Alas, that because of his wine and strong oath All have confused their desire with his pleasure. از گنج قدم شدیم ویرانه او … Continue reading →

When you revolve around Saturn, you become Saturn, And you become a Man when you revolve around Men. You become ruby when you revolve around this mine, And you become a mine when you whirl around Janan! Note: Saturn is … Continue reading →

Joy laughs, that you snap your fingers. Cup passes, that you snap your fingers. I lift the veil and show you my eyebrow Like a crescent, that you snap your fingers! خندید فرح تا بزنی انگشتک گردید قدح تا بزنی … Continue reading →

O the veil of opinion cherished by your eyes, And the ego’s illusion in the heart’s mad cries! You are nothing, and such a dullard, that a jewel Better than you can’t be placed before your eyes! Note: The egoist … Continue reading →

If my cries fill the heavens, I am forgiven, And if my tears flood the plains, I am forgiven. You are my very soul, and I run after you: If my own soul falls behind, I am forgiven! گر چرخ … Continue reading →

Those who cut off dear old friends, Listen to black lies of brigands. Like lame goats, they limp far behind; Wolves tear them one and all to shreds. آنها که ز یاران نکو ببریدند افسون و دم راه زنان بشنیدند … Continue reading →

Leap up- for mystical song has now found its feet, And the daf, like sugar cane, is friend of the flute! That ancient desire of love has again been lit; Where is your cry? It is time for our sighs … Continue reading →