True and false Love

Hafiz says:

True Love is like a bright light, in which a moth will sacrifice itself in a moment. It is not feeble like that of the weak glow of a candle, of which the light itself will feel ashamed.

Again:

Oh harken ye, loud-crowing cock! Why such a din? You should have taken a lesson of love from the moth, who burns to death without even a sigh.

_______________

Footnote: