Shiraz / شیراز

My Iranian friends took me for a stroll through this glorious garden, when I was visiting the shrine of Hafiz in Shiraz…

This house of sorrows will become a garden, do not grieve.
Oh grieving heart, you will mend, do not despair.
This frenzied mind will return to calm, do not grieve.
When the spring of life sets again in the meadows
A crown of flowers you will bear, singing bird, do not grieve.
If these turning epochs do not move with our will today
The state of time is not constant, do not grieve…

— Hafiz