Love and Hope Ring with Rumi and Hafez Poetry

I have a cave (From Persian) by Rumi
"You are my cave. You are my friend. Enslave me and defend me.
O only Noah that I know, O opener now open,
O heart restored before the secret door where you befriend me!
You are the light, the banquet night, the victim’s victory.
You are the hoopoe bird of Sinai, set to swoop and rend me.
You are the stream. You are the sea. You are the lenient tyrant.
You are the poison and the sugar. Friend, do not torment me.
You are the chamber of the sun, the stations of the stars,
You are the prairie green with hope. Show me the way and send me.
You are my dawn, my Ramadan, the alms that I begged for and won.
You are the jar. You are the water. Slake me with water. Mend me."

Lost Joseph (From Persian) by Hafez
"Your lost Joseph will return to Canaan, do not grieve
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 again sets 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 spheres of time are not constant, do not grieve
Lose hope not, for awareness cannot perceive the concealed
Behind the curtains hidden scenes play, do not grieve
Oh heart, should a flood of destruction engulf the world
If Noah is at your helm, do not grieve
As you step through the desert in desire of Ka’aba
The thorns may reproach you, do not grieve
Home may be perilous and destination out of reach
But there are no paths without an end, do not grieve
Our state in separation from friends and with demands of foes
The divine who turns circumstance knows all, do not grieve"