Hafiz

Until

I think we are frightened 
Every moment of our lives
Untill
We know
Him




Absolutely Clear
 
Don't surrender your loneliness
So quickly.
Let it cut more deep.
 
Let it ferment and season you
As few human
Or even divine ingredients can.
 
Something missing in my heart tonight
Has made my eyes so soft,
My voice
So tender,
 
My need of God
Absolutely
Clear.

Just Sit There


 
Just sit there right now.
Don't do a thing.
Just rest.
 
For your separation from God
Is the hardest work in this world.
 
Let me bring you trays of food
And something
That you would like to drink.
 
You can use my soft words
As a cushion
For your
Head.




Love

Love wants to reach out and manhandle us,
Break all our tea cup talk of God.
               
If you had the courage and could give the Beloved His choice, 
some nights He would just drag you around the room by your hair,
Ripping from your grip all the toys in the world that bring you no joy.
                   
Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly
And wants to rip to shreds
All your erroneous notions of truth
That make you fight within yourself, dear one,
 And with others, causing the world to weep on too many fine days.
                           
God wants to manhandle us,
Lock us inside a tiny room with Himself
And practice his drop-kick.

The Beloved sometimes wants to do us a great favour:
Hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.

But when we hear He is in such a "playful drunken mood"
Most everyone I know quickly packs their bags and 
hightails it out of town.





When no one is looking



I swallow deserts and clouds
And chew on mountains , knowing
They are sweet bones.

When no one is looking
And I want to kiss God
I just lift my own hand to my mouth.