Each moment, moon, you beckon me to come.
You yourself know, but you ask how I am.
You're a cypress and words to you are wind;
I speak, and enraptured, you sway and bend.
#1988: From Rumi's
Edited by Badiozzaman Forouzanfar (Tehran, Amir Kabir, 1988).
Translated by Zara Houshmand
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The Life Teachings and Poetry of Jalal al-Din Rumi
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By Coleman Barks (Translator)