Today's Poem
A daily selection from Hafez's timeless collection
"I saw, in sleep, last night, that a moon, rose—that from the reflection of the face of it, the night of separation, ended."
The interpretation went: "The friend, traveled, comes"—O cypress, however much sooner, from the door, entered.
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