Since the flower withers in the dark,
The bud blooms to leave its mark,
Happy is the heart, light as a bubble,
At the tavern is naked, stark.
Rubaiyat 14
written byShams al-Din Hafiz
© Shams al-Din Hafiz
Since the flower withers in the dark,
The bud blooms to leave its mark,
Happy is the heart, light as a bubble,
At the tavern is naked, stark.
© Shams al-Din Hafiz