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The Magian Elder has long black curly hair

The Magian Elder has long black curly hair; His forehead shines with a light that removes all despair. Zoroaster was the first Avatar since the “big freeze,” even if to modern learning this is one big huge tease. It was … Continue reading

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ghazal #314 divan-e-hafez, khanlari

however old, heart worn and feeble i’ve become, whenever i think of you, i again become young! thank god that whatever i have asked of him, i have always been fortunate in kindness received. o young rose bush, enjoy your … Continue reading

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ghazal #249 divan-e-hafez, khanlari

The patient bolbol sang again from the young cypress branch: May the evil eye remain far from the rose’s face! Give thanks, O rose, that you are the emperor of grace; Don’t disappoint and deceive the heart-lost and crazed singer! … Continue reading

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Yezdan, Yezdan was the intimate breath of Sheriar

“Yezdan, Yezdan” was the intimate breath of Sheriar; This ancient name was his preserver and protector. Walking, he would remember the timeless Godman; As for the world, since a boy he did not give a damn. The worship of the … Continue reading

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The lover with long curly wig shot me a glance

The lover with a long curly wig shot me a glance; this was just the beginning of a risqué romance. The early light blessed me with a god-awful headache: my sincerity was much too painful to relate. What can I … Continue reading

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step after step we track you searching for some sign

Step after step we track you searching for some sign; the salt of our tears burns our throat as your sweet wine. We bear your living presence in our longing heart; but your curls and dancing eyes we can’t live … Continue reading

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The reluctance to act on truth breaks the spirit

The reluctance to act on truth breaks the spirit; rage from doubt and fear drives us far, far apart. Believe all pain from the Rose is but a trial: know she does scorn and disdain her glib denial! The status … Continue reading

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The Awakener of eternal spring…

The awakener of eternal spring is here; Our frozen feeling is flowing- we have no fear. Long have we longed for the return of your bright light; We cry out for that day the heart receives your sight! Our blindness … Continue reading

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darvish recites ghazal #154 divan-e-hafez

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With each breath…

With each breath, the world advances to a sure end; Not even god’s mercy can our lifespan extend. When earth’s time is up, the sphere will wobble and fall; And when we gasp our last, the eyes go still and … Continue reading

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