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.
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 your bring freedom
And Love.
Whenever you say God’s name, dear pilgrim,
My ears wish my head was missing
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!
--Hafiz
beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteExcellent! Taking this literally; if more people could see the amazing transformations I've witnessed in the health of several people, the dance studios would be packed to overflowing.
ReplyDeleteLynelle, I thought especially you would love this one.
ReplyDeleteDavidLou, it would be so great if I could literally dance; I miss it--especially when I see my daughter dance. Maintaining mental function while walking seems to be pushing the limit for me this summer. But there is always some movement that the body still can make and that movement in that moment is dancing. And I need to learn to give even those small dances of my body the respect they deserve.
This is so precious. Thank you so much for sharing Sandra, it sure helped me feel better. :)
ReplyDeleteHope you're doing well!
Love this!
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