In the spirit of Hafiz, the great Sufi poet, I offer you a heartfelt poem:

In the garden of my heart, a thousand roses bloom,

Their fragrance whispers secrets, dispersing gloom.

Love's wine flows freely, in every cup filled,

Intoxicated by the Beloved, my spirit is thrilled.

The nightingale's song echoes through the air,

Enchanting melodies, caressing with care.

Each note a tear of longing, each trill a sigh,

Yearning for union, as time passes by.

Oh, Cupbearer, pour the wine of divine grace,

Let it flow within me, my soul to embrace.

Intoxication of the heart, the sweetest surrender,

Dancing with ecstasy, in this eternal splendor.

With every step, I wander the path of love,

Seeking the beloved, the one from above.

Through trials and tribulations, I remain steadfast,

For in love's fire, my soul is enmeshed.

Oh, Hafiz, guide me with your wisdom divine,

Illuminate the darkness, let your verses shine.

Through poetry's magic, let truth be revealed,

In the dance of words, let my heart be healed.

The night sky twinkles, with secrets untold,

Stars whisper stories, as their light unfolds.

In the depths of silence, a mystical embrace,

A dance of souls, bound by love's grace.

Oh, seeker, listen to the whispers of the breeze,

In every rustle, a message to appease.

The beloved is near, in every breath you take,

In the stillness of the soul, their presence awake.

So let us drink deep from love's eternal spring,

Where hearts intertwine, and spirits sing.

In the style of Hafiz, may our souls find reprieve,

In the garden of love, may we forever believe.