Part 1 - Reed Letter

    1       Listen to this reed how it complains; telling a tale of separations 2   Saying, “Ever since I was parted from the reed-bed; man and woman have moaned in (unison...


Part 1 - Reed Letter

 

 

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Listen to this reed how it complains; telling a tale of separations

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Saying, “Ever since I was parted from the reed-bed; man and woman have moaned in (unison with) my lament

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I want a bosom torn by severance; that I may unfold (to such a one) the pain of love-desire.

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Everyone who is left far from his source; wishes back the time when he was united with it

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In every company I uttered my wailful notes; I consorted with the unhappy and with them that rejoice

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Every one became my friend from his own opinion; none sought out my secrets from within me

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My secret is not far from my plaint; but ear and eye lack the light (whereby it should be apprehended)

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Body is not veiled from soul, nor soul from body; yet none is permitted to see the soul

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This noise of the reed is fire, it is not wind; whoso hath not this fire, may he be naught!

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Tis the fire of Love that is in the reed; tis the fervour of Love that is in the wine

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The reed is the comrade of every one who has been parted from a friend; its strains pierced our hearts

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Who ever saw a poison and antidote like the reed?; Who ever saw a sympathizer and a longing lover like the reed?

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The reed tells of the Way full of blood and; recounts stories of the passion of Majnún

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Only to the senseless is this sense confided; the tongue hath no customer save the ear

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In our woe the days (of life) have become untimely; our days travel hand in hand with burning griefs

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If our days are gone, let them go!—’tis no matter; Do Thou remain, for none is holy as Thou art

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Except the fish, everyone becomes sated with water; whoever is without daily bread finds the day long

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None that is raw understands the state of the ripe; therefore my words must be brief. Farewell

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O son, burst thy chains and be free; How long wilt thou be a bondsman to silver and gold

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If thou pour the sea into a pitcher; how much will it hold? One day's store

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The pitcher, the eye of the covetous, never becomes full; the oyster-shell is not filled with pearls until it is contented

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He (alone) whose garment is rent by a (mighty) love; is purged entirely of covetousness and defect

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Hail, our sweet-thoughted Love; thou that art the physician of all our ills

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The remedy of our pride and vainglory; our Plato and our Galen

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Through Love the earthly body soared to the skies;  the mountain began to dance and became nimble

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Love inspired Mount Sinai, O lover; (so that) Sinai (was made) drunken and Moses fell in a swoon

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Were I joined to the lip of one in accord with me; I too, like the reed, would tell all that may be told

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(But) whoever is parted from one who speaks his language; becomes dumb, though he have a hundred songs

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When the rose is gone and the garden faded; thou wilt hear no more the nightingale's story

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The Beloved is all and the lover (but) a veil; the Beloved is living and the lover a dead thing

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When Love hath no care for him; he is left as a bird without wings. Alas for him then

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How should I have consciousness (of aught) before or behind; when the light of my Beloved is not before me and behind

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Love wills that this Word should be shown forth; if the mirror does not reflect, how is that?

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Dost thou know why the mirror (of thy soul) reflects nothing; Because the rust is not cleared from its face

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