A poem he wrote addressed to Hafiz, in my translation:

Unbounded

That you can never end, that makes you great.

That you nowhere begin, that is your fate.

So like the vault of stars, your circling song:

The end is the beginning all along,

And what the middle holds for all to see

Preceded all, and after all shall be.

 

You are joy’s poet wellspring, ever new

Waves upon waves flow numberless from you!

Lips ready for a kiss as ever,

Song of the breast that sweetly wells,

Throat heady for a drink forever,

Good heart that freely pours and tells.

 

Let this world perish, so I know

I vie with you and only you,

Hafiz! Lets share all joy and woe

As true twin brothers, one from two.

To love and drink as you would do

Shall be my pride and my life too.   Now song with your own fire, ring truer!

For you are older. You are newer.