The Sun Never Says
Even
After
All this time
The sun never says to the earth,
"You owe Me."
Look
What happens
With a love like that,
It lights up the
Whole
Sky.
That Shapes the Eye
Children
Can easily open the
Drawer
That lets the spirit rise up and wear
Its favorite costume of
Mirth and laughter
When the mind is consumed with
Remembrance of
Him
Something divine happens to the
Heart
That
Shapes the hand and tongue
And eye into
The word
Love.
Poems by Hafiz,
translations by Daniel Ladinsky
Hafiz is the great Sufi master of the 14th century, born in Persia, a student of Rumi. One once noted that "the words of Hafiz have won every heart that listens." I believe he has only one subject, shining through every poem, we are God, God is love, life is a dance. Hafiz never fails to inspire.
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