← Fāl-e Hāfez
An omen from Hafez

Ghazal 432

Drunk from the cup of love — O cupbearer, bring wine;
fill high the bowl, for wineless the feast has no light.
Her moon-bright cheek behind the veil defies all telling;
minstrel, strike up a strain — cupbearer, bring wine.
My stature bent to a ring, that henceforth your rival
drive us from this door on no pretext at all.
Awaiting your face are we, and all our hoping;
in your union's coquetry are we — fancy and dream.
Drunk on those two eyes — ah, where is a goblet now?
Sick for those two rubies — is that less than an answer?
Hafez, why fix your heart on the fair ones' image?
When was the thirsty slaked by a mirage's gleam?

How to read your fāl

Hold your intention in your heart, read the ghazal slowly from the first couplet to the last, and let the imagery — the wine, the beloved, the road, the dawn breeze — speak to your question. Hafez answers in symbols, not instructions.

About Fāl-e Hāfez

For seven centuries, Iranians have opened the Divān of Hafez at random to seek guidance. Hafez of Shiraz is loved as Lisān al-Ghayb, the Tongue of the Unseen; his ghazal becomes a mirror for the seeker's question.

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