^{translated from the Farsi by Haleh Liza Gafori}

Let Love,
the water of life, 
flow through our veins.

Let a Love-drunk mirror 
steeped in the wine of dawn 
translate night. 

You who pour the wine, 

put the cup of oneness in my hand     
and let me drink from it 
until I can’t imagine separation.

Love, you are the archer.
My mind is your prey. 
Carry my heart
and make my existence your bull’s-eye.