The Festival of Spring, from the Díván of Jeláleddín / Rendered in English Gazels after Rückert's Versions, with an Introduction and a Criticism of the Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám

by Maulana Jalal al-Din Rumi

On Wings of the Morning, when bright the Dew lay: Hallelu!

We longed as we waited for Spring's Sun our Life to renew;

Jeláleddín's warm Breath from East came to-day: Hallelu!

Dependence
IX.

I am the Vine; Strong Elm, O give me leave,

All round thee my fond Tendrils now to weave.

I am the Ivy; be my Cedar Trunk,

That I no more to Earth's damp soil may cleave.

I am the Bird; O come, be my light Wings,