flower

Rose petals let us scatter

And fill the cup with red wine

The firmaments let us shatter

And come with a new design

If sorrow's soldiers incite

To shed lovers' blood tonight

With beloved I will unite

And his foundations malign

Pour the red wine with control

Like rose-water into the bowl

While fragrant breeze will rol

lAnd sweet incense refine

With a harp on display

We ask the players to play

While clapping we sing and say

And dancing, our heads decline

Blow our dust O gentle breeze

And throw at the Master's knees

The Good King has the keys

While we glance at the sign

the Judge weigh and define
If Eden is what you need

To the tavern let us speed

The jug of wine let us heed

And Paradise will be thine

Merry songs and fair speech

In Shiraz they do not teach

Another land let us reach

Hafiz, and then we shine
©translate by Shahriar Shahriari

There are many fine things wich you mean to do some day,unther what you think will be more favorable circumstances.
But the only time that is surely yours in the present,hence this is the time to speak the world of appreciation and sympathy, to do the generous deed,to for give that fault of a thoughtless friend, to sacrifice self a littele more for others.
Todat is the day in wich to express your noblest qualities of mind and heart , to do at least one worthy thing wich you have long postponed, and to use your god-less fortunate fellow traveler.tody you can make your life . . . significant and worthwhile.the present is yours to do with it as you will.
- Grenville Kleiser