Rumi, ghazal 393
Arberry 47 Barks 247-8
n Be gathered Stay together, friends.
together, comrades, Don’t scatter and
for this is not the sleep.
time to sleep; by Our friendship is made
comrade who sleeps Of being awake.
is not of the true
n Whoever is not The waterwheel
turning about and accepts water
weeping after the and turns and gives it
fashion of a away,
waterwheel shall not weeping.
see the face of the
garden, he will lose
the way to the
n You who have That way it stays in the
sought the heart's garden,
desire in the world of whereas another
water and clay, you roundness rolls
are running towards through a dry riverbed
that river in which looking
there is no water.
for what it thinks it
n May my heart be n Stay here, quivering
unapprised of where with each moment
the Beloved is, if my like a drop of mercury.
heart is not
quivering like the
heart of quicksilver
for the love of Him.