Rumi. Persian poet, philosopher.
I used to be shy. You made me sing. I used to refuse things at table. Now I shout for more wine. In somber dignity, I used to sit on my mat and pray. Now children run through and make faces at me. ~~ You've so distracted me, your absence fans my love. Don't ask how. Then you come near, "Do not....," I say, and "Do not....," you answer. Don't ask why this delights me. ~~
Ustad Amir Khan, doyen of the Indore Gharana. He was well versed in Persian and Sanskrit. I envy his riches.