Chashm Sia Dare Qurbanat Shawam

She has dark eyes, and I am sacrificed — one of the oldest images in the poetry, the chashm-e sia whose glance undoes the lover. The vow that follows, qurbanat shawam, would hand over a life as an offering; it is devotion spoken as ritual. This one lands in the warm middle of the golden-era catalog: direct, melodic, without the melancholy of his sorrowful songs. Active devotion rather than suffering devotion — the lover destroyed, but not unhappily.