The dew of love turned dust of man to mud,
From which sprang up unruly passion's horde.
Their hundred lances pierced the veins of Soul.
What we call Heart is one drop of its blood.
#521: From Rumi's
Edited by Badiozzaman Forouzanfar (Tehran, Amir Kabir, 1988).
Translated by Zara Houshmand
Zara Houshmand's features
The Life Teachings and Poetry of Jalal al-Din Rumi
By Frankin D. Lewis
By Coleman Barks (Translator)