My heart boils up, aspiring to your heat;
Closes its eyes to grope what you see clear;
Drinks poison to be worthy to drink you;
Forges itself as a ring to grace your ear.
#835: 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
By Frankin D. Lewis
By Coleman Barks (Translator)