Hafiz

A still cup

Hafiz | November 2018 (Vol. XXXI, No. 10)
For God
To make love,
For the divine alchemy to work,
The Pitcher needs a still cup.
~ Hafiz, translated by Daniel Ladinsky in THE GIFT

Dropping Keys

Hafiz | Soul Craft Poetry
The small man
Builds cages for everyone
He
knows.
While the sage,
Who has to duck his head
When the moon is low,
Keeps dropping keys all night long
For the
Beautiful
Rowdy
Prisoners.
~ from THE GIFT by Hafiz, translated by Daniel Ladinsky

Let Thought Become Your Beautiful Lover

Hafiz | Soul Craft Poetry

Let thought become the beautiful Woman.

Cultivate your mind and heart to that depth

That it can give you everything
A warm body can.

Why just keep making love with God's child-- Form

When the Friend Himself is standing
Before us
So open-armed?

My dear,
Let prayer become your beautiful Lover

And become free,
Become free of this whole world
Like Hafiz.

~ from THE GIFT by Hafiz, translated by Daniel Ladinsky

Absolutely cler

Hafiz | September 2014 (Vol. XXVII, No. 8)

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.

~ Hafiz

It Felt Love

Hafiz | February 2014 (Vol. XXVII, No. 2)

How

Did the rose
Ever open its heart

And give to this world
All its
Beauty?

It felt the encouragement of light
Against its
Being

Otherwise,
We all remain

Too

Frightened.

~ Hafiz

The Sun never says to the earth, You owe me

Hafiz | February 2006 (Vol. XIX, No. 2)

Even
After
All this time
The Sun never says to the earth,
"You owe
Me. "
Look
What happens
With love like that,
It lights the
Whole
Sky.

~ Hafiz

The astonish light of your own being

Hafiz | January 2004 (Vol. XVII, No. 1)

I wish I could show you
when you are lonely or in darkness
the astonishing
light of your own being.

~ by Hafiz

When the heart starts singing

Hafiz | June 2003 (Vol. XVI, No. 6)

When the violin
Can forgive the past
It starts singing.

When the violin can forgive
Every wound caused by others
The heart starts singing.

~ by Hafiz

The glorious sound of a soul waking up

Hafiz | July-August 2001 (Vol. XIV, No. 7)

What is this precious love and laughter
Budding in our hearts?
It is the glorious sound
Of a soul waking up!

~ Hafiz

Mix them!

Hafiz | December 1999 (Vol. XII, No. 11)

Cultivate seeds of joy!

You carry
All the ingredients
To turn your life into a nightmare --
Don't mix them!

You carry all the ingredients
To turn your existence into joy,

Mix them,
Mix Them!

~ from THE GIFT by Hafiz with thanks to Paula Brown
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