The messenger took up the cup, quaffed the wine,
and called for more.
Every Sufi in the tavern stretched out his empty cup.
When an angel in the morning leads the way,
what else can we do but follow his example?
He tells, without speaking, that today, above and below,
will be a day of drunkenness...
Then he slips away, as we carouse with fresh wine and new poems.
The angel ascending wishes all of God's missions
could be accomplished so easily, with so much time to spare.
Daniel, even the scent of wine intoxicates you,
and, wonder of wonders, five times today you will write a poem!
I especially enjoyed this line - Carouse with fresh wine and new poems - I really like it!
This is interesting, It's such a vivid read. In fact it feels like some lost scene from a movie. I can't quite explain why, but it sits well with me lol. So I'm adding this one to my list ^^ ~Nika
I think this poem is very easy to relate with. Also well written with brevity. Like the use of Daniel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Daniel, thank you for your enlightening notes. I am learning much from your writings, and greatly appreciate your work and effort. Like most skills in life, emulation plays an important part, and I am thankful that you have so invested your craft into this site. Thanks again, and great work!