Hafez · Ghazal 440 · Trust in the kindness of God
سحر با باد می‌گفتم حدیث آرزومندیخطاب آمد که «واثق شو، به الطاف خداوندی»
دعای صبح و آه شب، کلید گنج مقصود استبدین راه و روش می‌رو، که با دلدار پیوندی
قلم را آن زبان نبود، که سر عشق گوید بازورای حد تقریر است، شرح آرزومندی
الا ای یوسف مصری که کردت سلطنت مغرور!پدر را باز پرس آخر، کجا شد مهر فرزندی؟
جهان پیر رعنا را، ترحم در جبلت نیستز مهر او چه می‌پرسی؟ در او همت چه می‌بندی؟
همایی چون تو عالی‌قدر، حرص استخوان تا کی؟دریغ آن سایه همت، که بر نااهل افکندی
در این بازار اگر سودی‌ست، با درویش خرسند استخدایا منعمم گردان به درویشی و خرسندی
به شعر حافظ شیراز می‌رقصند و می‌نازندسیه‌چشمان کشمیری و ترکان سمرقندی
Your longing has been heard. The answer that came to Hafez on the dawn wind comes to you too: trust in the kindness of God. Keep to the quiet practices of the heart, a morning prayer, an honest sigh at night, for these are the keys to the treasure you seek. Do not place your hopes in the world's changeable favour, and do not give your best self to what is unworthy of it. Real wealth is contentment, and that is already within your reach.
At dawn I was telling the wind the story of my longing;
a voice came: "Trust in the kindness of the Lord."
The prayer of morning and the sigh of night are the key to the treasure you seek;
go by this road and this way, and you will be joined with your beloved.
The pen has no tongue to tell the secret of love;
the story of longing is beyond the reach of words.
O Joseph of Egypt, whom kingship has made proud,
ask your father at last: where has a son's love gone?
This old, coquettish world has no mercy in its nature;
why ask after its love? Why set your hopes on it?
A homa of high rank like you: how long this greed for bones?
Alas for that shade of favour you have cast on the unworthy.
If there is any profit in this market, it is with the contented dervish;
Lord, make me rich through poverty and contentment.
To the verse of Hafez of Shiraz they dance and preen,
the dark-eyed ones of Kashmir and the Turks of Samarkand.