Ghazal 183

دوش وقت سحر، از غصه نجاتم دادند
واندر آن ظلمت شب، آب حیاتم دادند

بی‌خود از شعشعهٔ پرتو ذاتم کردند
باده از جام تجلی صفاتم دادند

چه مبارک‌سحری بود و چه فرخنده‌شبی
آن شب قدر که این تازه‌براتم دادند

بعد از این روی من و آینهٔ وصف جمال
که در آن جا خبر از جلوهٔ ذاتم دادند

من اگر کامروا گشتم و خوش‌دل چه عجب؟
مستحق بودم و این‌ها به زکاتم دادند

هاتف آن روز به من مژدهٔ این دولت داد
که بدان جور و جفا صبر و ثباتم دادند

این همه شهد و شکر کز سخنم می‌ریزد
اجر صبری‌ست کز آن شاخ نباتم دادند

همت حافظ و انفاس سحرخیزان بود
که ز بند غم ایام نجاتم دادند

Last night at the hour of dawn they delivered me from grief,
and in that darkness of night they gave me the water of life.

They made me beside myself with the radiance of the light of the Essence;
they gave me wine from the cup of the showing of the Attributes.

What a blessed dawn it was, and what a fortunate night,
that Night of Power when they gave me this new grant.

After this, my face and the mirror that describes Beauty,
for there they gave me news of the showing of the Essence.

If I have gained my desire and a glad heart, what wonder?
I was deserving, and these were given me as alms.

On that day the hidden voice gave me the good news of this fortune,
that against that cruelty and harshness they gave me patience and firmness.

All this honey and sugar that pours from my words
is the reward for the patience they gave me for that sugar-cane branch.

It was the resolve of Hafez and the breath of those who rise at dawn
that delivered me from the bonds of the grief of the days.