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By Hafiz
I know the voice of depression
Still calls to you.
I know those habits that can ruin your life
Still send their invitations.
But you are with the Friend now
And look so much stronger.
And you can stay that way
And even bloom!
Keep squeezing drops of the Sun
From your prayers and work and music
And from your companions’ beautiful laughter.
Keep squeezing drops of the Sun
From the sacred hands and glance of your Beloved
And, my dear,
From the most insignificant movements
Of your own holy body.
Learn to recognize the counterfeit coins
that may buy you just a moment of pleasure,
But then drag you for days
Like a broken man
Behind a farting camel.
You are with the Friend now.
Learn what actions of yours delight Him,
What actions of yours bring freedom
And Love.
Whenever you say God’s name, dear pilgrim,
My ears wish my head was missiong
So they could finally kiss each other
And applaud all your nourishing wisdom!
O keep squeezing drops of the Sun
From your prayers and work and music
And from your companions’ beautiful laughter
And from the most insignificant movements
Of your own holy body.
Now, sweet one,
Be wise.
Cast all your votes for Dancing!
Start seeing everything as God,
But keep it a secret.
Become like a man who is Awestruck
And Nourished
Listening to the Golden Nightingale
Sing in a beautiful foreign language
While God invisibly nests
Upon its tounge.
Hafiz,
Who can you tell in this world
That when a dog runs up to you
Wagging its ecstatic tail,
You lean down and whisper in its ear,
“Beloved,
I am so glad You are happy to see me.
Beloved,
I am so glad,
So very glad You have come.”
by Hafiz
The moon is most happy
When it is full.
And the sun always looks
Like a perfectly minted gold coin
That was just Polished
And placed in flight
By God’s playful Kiss.
And so many varieties of fruit
Hang plump and round
From branches that seem like a Sculptor’s hands.
I see the beautiful curve of a pregnant belly
Shaped by a soul within,
And the earth itself,
And the planets and the Spheres-
I have gotten the hint:
There is something about circles
The Beloved likes.
Hafiz,
Within the Circle of a Perfect One
There is an Infinite Community
Of Light.
How did the rose ever open its heart
And give to this world all of its beauty?
It felt the encouragement of light against its Being.
Otherwise we all remain too frightened.
-Hafiz
You are the sun in drag. You are God hiding from yourself. Remove all the “mine” – that is the veil. Why ever worry about Anything? Listen to what your friend Hafiz Knows for certain: The appearance of this world Is a Magi’s brilliant trick, though its affairs are Nothing into nothing. You are a divine elephant with amnesia Trying to live in an ant Hole. Sweetheart, O sweetheart You are God in Drag!