Excerpts from ghazal (Ode) 2015, from the Diwan-e Shams of Rumi (translation by Raficq Abdulla)

…In a dream last night, my heart sprang with delight

In that dream I heard the beckoning sighs of lovers

From the root of my surging soul a hundred tremors,

Rose as I was taken and pinned down by the surging sea.

The heaven groaned with bliss and made a beggar of me…

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