Hafez · We have come to this door for refuge
ما بدین در نه پی حشمت و جاه آمده ایماز بد حادثه این جا به پناه آمده ایم
ره رو منزل عشقیم و ز سرحد عدمتا به اقلیم وجود این همه راه آمده ایم
سبزه خط تو دیدیم و ز بستان بهشتبه طلبکاری این مهرگیاه آمده ایم
با چنین گنج که شد خازن او روح امینبه گدایی به در خانه شاه آمده ایم
لنگر حلم تو ای کشتی توفیق کجاستکه در این بحر کرم غرق گناه آمده ایم
آبرو می رود ای ابر خطاپوش ببارکه به دیوان عمل نامه سیاه آمده ایم
حافظ این خرقه پشمینه بینداز که مااز پی قافله با آتش آه آمده ایم
You have come to this reading not for status but for shelter, and that is exactly the spirit of this ghazal. Hafez stands at a generous door, aware of his shortcomings, asking for an anchor in rough water and a cloud to wash his record clean. If you are carrying regret or feel you have fallen short, know that honesty and humility open doors that pride cannot. You have travelled a long way to get here. Lay down the heavy cloak of appearances, bring your sincere longing, and trust that the sea you fear is also a sea of kindness.
We have not come to this door for pomp and rank;
we have come here for shelter from misfortune.
We are travellers to the station of love, and from the frontier of non-being
to the realm of existence we have come all this way.
We saw the green down of your cheek, and from the garden of paradise
we have come in search of this love-root.
With such a treasure, whose keeper is the Trusted Spirit,
we have come begging to the door of the king's house.
Where is the anchor of your forbearance, O ship of grace?
For in this sea of generosity we have come drowned in sin.
Our honour is going; O sin-covering cloud, rain down,
for to the court of deeds we have come with a blackened record.
Hafez, throw off this woollen cloak, for we
have come after the caravan with the fire of sighs.