For the raindrop, joy is in entering the river.

Since sorrow follows joy As autumn does the spring Man must transcend the joys Of earth, which sorrows bring.

This earth, burnished by hearing the name, is so certain of love,
that the sky bends unceasingly down, to greet its own light.

Whereas it is difficult for everything to work out easily, A man cannot even afford to be a human

Whoever can't see the whole in every part plays at blind man's bluff. A wise man tastes the entire Tigris in every sip.

Love demands patience, desire is restless; What color shall I paint the heart, until you savage it? You shall not ignore me when the time comes, I know, but I may turn to dust before the news reaches you.

Consumed by the agony of remembrance The remembrance of night's festive company The one remaining candle flickers and dies.