His light-filled moon face shone no more. He left.
Perhaps, you say, he felt constrained by us.
He broke his chains alone before he left.
We chanted Suras, said so many prayers ...
We spoke the heart's language before he left.
His gaze said, "I will never leave desire."
We held his gaze in our mirror. He left.
He walked into the meadow full of love.
We'd never felt such spirit before he left.
By weeping when he's gone we're like Hafez.
Our goodbye kept us here before he left.
Hafiz or Hafez [Xāwje Shams-od-Dīn Moḥammad Ḥāfeẓ-e Shīrāzī] (1350 - 1390) Persia (modern Iran)
Translated by Roger Sedarat
Source: Asymptote
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