work is like trying to harvest where you have not planted.
It's better to wear out than to rust out.
I feared failure until I realized that I only fail when I don't try.
In the hope of union, my very life, I’ll give up As a bird of Paradise, this worldly trap I will hop In the hope of one day, being your worthy servant Mastery of both worlds I’ll gladly drop May the cloud of guidance unload its rain Before I am back to dust, into the air I rise up Beside my tomb bring minstrels and wine My spirit will then dance to music and scent of the cup Show me your beauty, O graceful beloved of mine To my life and the world, with ovation I put a stop Though I am old, tonight, hold me in your arms In the morn, a youthful one, I’ll rise up On my deathbed give me a glimpse of your face So like Hafiz, I too, will reach the top
********* Secure place and sweet wine and tender friend If only we could keep these three until the end.