The Garden of Eternity's The privy cell of Dervishes;
The source of honour doth from out The service well of Dervishes.
Seclusion's treasury, wherein Are many wondrous talismans,
The key thereof is in the look And favouring spell of Dervishes.
The very sun his crown of pride Lays down before the venerance
And majesty, in humbleness Perceptible, of Dervishes.
The palaces of Paradise, Whose portal-keeper Rizwan is,
Are but ensamples of the meads Delectable of Dervishes.
The alchemies, whereby the heart's Base metal gold becometh, all
In the familiarity And friendship dwell of Dervishes.
Oppression's hosts from pole to pole Stretch; but from Time's beginning-day
Unto its end, the victories Men chronicle of Dervishes.
A fortune, quit of all concern Of trouble and cessation is
The fortune (without ambages The truth to tell) of Dervishes.
Kings are the mark of prayer and praise; Yet this to them ensueth but
Because they serve the majesty Unspeakable of Dervishes.
Vaunt not thyself, o man of might; For lo! thy life and riches all
Are in the keeping of the prayers Acceptable of Dervishes.
The fall of Korah and his wealth, That underneath the earth lies hid,
Thou wilt have read how of the wrath The thing befell of Dervishes.
The radiance of the heart's desire, Whereafter monarchs strive with prayer,
Bright-mirrored, in the countenance Is visible of Dervishes.
Slave of the Asef of the age Am I, for that the utterward
Of lordship and the innerward He hath, as well, of Dervishes.
Hafiz, if thou the water seek Of Everlasting Life to find,
Its source is in the threshold-earth Before the cell of Dervishes.
Bear thyself humbly at this door, Hafiz; for might and sovranty
All from the service of the power And puissance well of Dervishes.
The source of honour doth from out The service well of Dervishes.
Seclusion's treasury, wherein Are many wondrous talismans,
The key thereof is in the look And favouring spell of Dervishes.
The very sun his crown of pride Lays down before the venerance
And majesty, in humbleness Perceptible, of Dervishes.
The palaces of Paradise, Whose portal-keeper Rizwan is,
Are but ensamples of the meads Delectable of Dervishes.
The alchemies, whereby the heart's Base metal gold becometh, all
In the familiarity And friendship dwell of Dervishes.
Oppression's hosts from pole to pole Stretch; but from Time's beginning-day
Unto its end, the victories Men chronicle of Dervishes.
A fortune, quit of all concern Of trouble and cessation is
The fortune (without ambages The truth to tell) of Dervishes.
Kings are the mark of prayer and praise; Yet this to them ensueth but
Because they serve the majesty Unspeakable of Dervishes.
Vaunt not thyself, o man of might; For lo! thy life and riches all
Are in the keeping of the prayers Acceptable of Dervishes.
The fall of Korah and his wealth, That underneath the earth lies hid,
Thou wilt have read how of the wrath The thing befell of Dervishes.
The radiance of the heart's desire, Whereafter monarchs strive with prayer,
Bright-mirrored, in the countenance Is visible of Dervishes.
Slave of the Asef of the age Am I, for that the utterward
Of lordship and the innerward He hath, as well, of Dervishes.
Hafiz, if thou the water seek Of Everlasting Life to find,
Its source is in the threshold-earth Before the cell of Dervishes.
Bear thyself humbly at this door, Hafiz; for might and sovranty
All from the service of the power And puissance well of Dervishes.