The wild beast wouldn’t dare to devour the flesh of the lover:
Love is recognized both by the corrupt and by the good;
and if the beast should attempt to rip the lover apart with words,
the lover’s flesh will become a fatal poison.
To the beak of Love the two worlds are but a single grain.
Everything except love is devoured by Love.
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Lahm-e eshq-râ niyârad khord dad
eshq maruf ast pish-e nik o bad
Var khord khod fi al-masal dâm o dadesh
gusht-e eshq zahr gardad be-kashadesh
Harcheh joz eshq ast shod ma’kul-e Eshq
do jahân yek dâneh pish-e nul-e `Eshq
– translated by Camille and Kabir Helminski
“Rumi: Jewels of Remembrance”
Threshold Books, 1996
