Ghazal 172

عشق تو نهال حیرت آمد
وصل تو کمال حیرت آمد

بس غرقهٔ حال وصل کآخر
هم بر سر حال حیرت آمد

یک دل بنما که در ره او
بر چهره نه خال حیرت آمد

نه وصل بماند و نه واصل
آنجا که خیال حیرت آمد

از هر طرفی که گوش کردم
آواز سؤال حیرت آمد

شد منهزم از کمال عزت
آن را که جلال حیرت آمد

سر تا قدم وجود حافظ
در عشق، نهال حیرت آمد

Love of you has turned out to be a sapling of bewilderment;
union with you has turned out to be the perfection of bewilderment.

Many who were drowned in the state of union came, in the end,
to the state of bewilderment as well.

Show me one heart on whose face, on his road,
the mole of bewilderment has not appeared.

Neither union remains nor the one united,
there where the image of bewilderment has come.

From whichever side I listened,
the voice of bewilderment's question came.

He was routed from the height of his honour,
the one to whom the majesty of bewilderment came.

From head to foot the being of Hafez
has become, in love, a sapling of bewilderment.