Number 5

RubāʿīLiterary Return
English

Number 5

If fate tears me away from that one peerless pearl, my whole body will become like a shell, a hollow filled with regret. I fear that the fire your love kindles over my head will slowly burn me down and bring me to my knees, like a candle.
Explanation: The shell and pearl image plays on the lover as a shell left empty once its precious pearl is gone. The candle melting down captures a slow, consuming death by love.

Original · Persian

شمارهٔ ۵

گر فلک سازد جدا زان گوهر یکتا مرا چون صدف گردد کف افسوس سرتاپا مرا
ترسم آن آتش که از عشق تو سوزد بر سرم رفته رفته افکند مانند شمع از پا مرا