Moment of Love

ram H singhal

Awake awhile.
Just one True moment of Love
Will last for days.

Awake, my dear.
Be kind to your sleeping heart.
Take it out into the vast fields of Light
And let it breathe.
Say,
“ Love
Give me back my wings.

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Lift me,
Lift me nearer,
Say to the sun and moon,
Say to our dear Friend,
“I will take You up now, Beloved,
On that wonderful Dance You promised!”

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

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Great Circle of Fire

ram H singhal

Leave the familiar for a while.

Let your senses and bodies stretch out

Like a welcomed season

Onto the meadows and shores and hills.

Open up to the Roof.

Make a new water-mark on your excitementAnd love.

Like a blooming night flower,

Bestow your vital fragrance of happiness

And givingUpon our intimate assembly.

Change rooms in your mind for a day.

All the hemispheres in existence

Lie beside an equatorIn your heart.

Greet YourselfIn your thousand other forms

As you mount the hidden tide

and travelBack home.

All the hemispheres in heaven

Are sitting around a fireChatting

While stitching themselves together

Into the Great Circle inside ofYou.

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

From:‘The Subject Tonight is Love’

Translated by Daniel Ladinsky

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Drink of Love

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I know the way you can get
When you have not had a drink of Love:
Your face hardens,
Your sweet muscles cramp.
Children become concerned
About a strange look that appears in your eyes
Which even begins to worry your own mirror
And nose.

Squirrels and birds sense your sadness
And call an important conference in a tall tree.
They decide which secret code to chant
To help your mind and soul.

Even angels fear that brand of madness
That arrays itself against the world
And throws sharp stones and spears into
The innocent
And into one’s self
O I know the way you can get
If you have not been out drinking Love:

You might rip apart
Every sentence your friends and teachers say,
Looking for hidden clauses.
You might weigh every word on a scale
Like a dead fish.

You might pull out a ruler to measure

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True Faith

ram H singhal

NOT one is filled with madness like to mine
In all the taverns! my soiled robe lies here,
There my neglected book, both pledged for wine.
With dust my heart is thick, that should be clear,
A glass to mirror forth the Great King’s face;
One ray of light from out Thy dwelling-place
To pierce my night, oh God! and draw me near.

From out mine eyes unto my garment’s hem
A river flows; perchance my cypress-tree
Beside that stream may rear her lofty stem,
Watering her roots with tears. Ah, bring to me
The wine vessel! since my Love’s cheek is hid,
A flood of grief comes from my heart unbid,
And turns mine eyes into a bitter sea!

Nay, by the hand that sells me wine, I vow
No more the brimming cup shall touch my lips,
Until my mistress with her radiant brow
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Do you know how beautiful You are ?

ram H singhal

Saints Bowing in the Mountains
Do you know how beautiful you are?
I think not, my dear.

For as you talk of God,
I see great parades with wildly colorful bands
Streaming from your mind and heart,
Carrying wonderful and secret messages
To every corner of this world.

I see saints bowing in the mountains
Hundreds of miles away
To the wonder of sounds
That break into light

From your most common words.
Speak to me of your mother,
Your cousins and your friends.
Tell me of squirrels and birds you know.

Awaken your legion of nightingales –

Let them soar wild and free in the sky
And begin to sing to God.
Let’s all begin to sing to God!

Do you know how beautiful you are?
I think not, my dear,
Yet Hafiz
Could set you upon a Stage
And worship you forever!

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /

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Divine Worth

ram H singhal

If a naive and desperate man
Brings a precious stone
To the only jeweler in town,
Wanting to sell it,
The jeweler’s eyes
Will begin to play a game,
Like most eyes in the world when they look at you.

The jeweler’s face will stay calm.
He will not want to reveal the stone’s true value,
But to hold the man captive to fear and greed
While he calculates
The value of the transaction.

But one moment with me, my dear,
Will show you
That there is nothing,
Nothing
Hafiz wants from you.

When you sit before a Master like me,
Even if you are a drooling mess,
My eyes sing with Excitement
They see your Divine Worth

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

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Votes for Dancing

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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.

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Now, sweet one,
Be wise.
Cast all your votes for Dancing!

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

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Old sweet Beggar

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“This
Path to God
Made me such an old sweet beggar.

I was starving until one night
My love tricked God Himself
To fall into my bowl.

Now Hafiz is infintely rich,
But all I ever want to do
Is keep emptying out
My emerald-filled
Pockets
Upon
This tear-stained
World.”

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

حافظ,The Subject Tonight Is Love: 60 Wild and Sweet Poems of Hafiz

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Rose is not fair

ram H singhal

THE rose is not fair without the beloved’s face,
Nor merry the Spring without the sweet laughter of wine;
The path through the fields, and winds from a flower strewn place,
Without her bright check, which glows like a tulip fine,
Nor winds softly blowing, fields deep in corn, are fair.

Shams al-Din Hafiz

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

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Gifts of God

ram H singhal

There are so many gifts
Still unopened from your birthday,
there are so many hand-crafted presents
that have been sent to you by God.
The Beloved does not mind repeating,
“Everything I have is also yours.”


― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / 
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez, 
(1325 – 1389 )

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Happy Secret.

ram H singhal

Beauty radiated in eternity
With its light;
Love was born
And set the worlds alight.

It revealed itself to angels
Who knew not how to love;
It turned shyly towards man
And set fire to his heart.

Reason ventured to light
Its own flame and wear the crown,
But Your radiance
Turned the world
Of reason upside down.

Others got pleasure
As was their fate.
My heart was
Towards sadness inclined;
For me, sorrow was destined.

Beauty yearned to see itself;
It turned to man to sing its praise.

Hafiz wrote this song

Drunk with Love,

From a heart

Carrying a happy secret.

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

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Life Companion

ram H singhal

“Our union is like this:

You feel cold so I reach for a blanket to cover
our shivering feet.

A hunger comes into your body
so I run to my garden and start digging potatoes.

You asked for a few words of comfort and guidance and
I quickly kneel by your side offering you
a whole book as a
gift.

You ache with loneliness one night so much
you weep, and I say

here is a rope, tie it around me,
Hafiz will be your
companion for
life.”

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / 
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez, 
(1325 – 1389 )

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Live this Dream.

ram H singhal

Spend time with wine by a stream,

And

let sorrows….

flow away with the stream.

My life…..

like a rose….

but of few days….

Youthful and joyous….

live this dream.― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / 
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez, 
(1325 – 1389 )

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Only vision

ram H singhal

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The only vision I have is your sight

The only thing I follow is your light.

Everyone finds his repose in sleep,

Sleep from my eyes has taken flight.

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / 
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez, 
(1325 – 1389 )

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Blanket of Love

ram H singhal

“There are different wells within your heart.
Some fill with each good rain,
Others are far too deep for that.

In one well
You have just a few precious cups of water,
That “love” is literally something of yourself,
It can grow as slow as a diamondIf it is lost.

Your love
Should never be offered to the mouth of a
Stranger,
Only to someone
Who has the valor and daring
To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife
Then weave them into a blanket
To protect you.

There are different wells within us.
Some fill with each good rain,
Others are far, far too deep
For that.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / 
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez, 
(1325 – 1389 )

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Sweet scent of Divine

ram H singhal

This rose is from the dust of one like me.
His joy within the rose, thus I can see.
My companion and confidant it is, because
The colorful rose brings the sweet scent of divine

حافظ Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Šīrāzī, or simply Hāfez (Persian: خواجه شمس‌الدین محمد حافظ شیرازی), was a Persian mystic and poet. He was born sometime between the years 1310 and 1337.  one of the three greatest poets of the world. His lyrical poems, known as ghazals, are noted for their beauty and bring to fruition the love, mysticism, and early Sufi themes

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / 
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez, 
(1325 – 1389 )

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Night Magic

ram H singhal

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“This is the kind of Friend
You are –
Without making me realize
My soul’s anguished history,
You slip into my house at night,

And

while I am sleeping,
You silently carry off
All my suffering and sordid past
In Your beautiful
Hands.”

حافظ Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Šīrāzī, or simply Hāfez (Persian: خواجه شمس‌الدین محمد حافظ شیرازی), was a Persian mystic and poet. He was born sometime between the years 1310 and 1337.  one of the three greatest poets of the world. His lyrical poems, known as ghazals, are noted for their beauty and bring to fruition the love, mysticism, and early Sufi themes

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / 
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez, 
(1325 – 1389 )

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That I Am

ram H singhal

AndFor no reason

I start skipping like a child.

AndFor no reason

I turn into a leaf

That is carried so high

I kiss the Sun’s mouth

And dissolve.

AndFor no reason

A thousand birds

Choose my head for a conference table,

Start passing their

Cups of wine

And their wild songbooks all around.

And

For every reason in existence

I begin to eternally,

To eternally laugh and love!

When I turn into a leaf

And start dancing,

I run to kiss our beautiful Friend

And I dissolve in the Truth

That I Am

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Hafiz

Khwāja Shamsu d-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Shīrāzī (Persian: خواجه شمس‌الدین محمد حافظ شیرازی), known by his pen name Hāfez (1325/1326 – 1389/1390), was a Persian lyric Sufi poet.

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Freedom from Mind

ram H singhal

I
Have
Learned
So much from God
That I can no longer
Call
Myself

A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim,
a Buddhist, a Jew.

The Truth has shared so much of Itself
With me

That I can no longer call myself
A man, a woman, an angel,
Or even a pure
Soul.

Love has
Befriended Hafiz so completely
It has turned to ash
And freed
Me

Of every concept and image
my mind has ever known.

Hafiz
From: ‘The Gift’ 
Translated by Daniel Ladinsky

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Flute of Divine

ram H singhal

Breath in Love ,

Breath out Happiness ,

Be a Flute of Divine.

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No
Conflict
When the flute is playing
For then I see every movement emanates
From God’s
Holy
Dance.

 by Hafiz
(1320 – 1389) 

On a simple level, the flute is like a plaintive, purified human voice, calling out — an expression of longing.

The flute is also hollow, empty, and it is precisely because of this emptiness that its sound is so pure.

On a more esoteric level, each human being is a living flute. The hollow reed is the sushumna, the central spiritual channel that parallels the spine. The holes of the flute are the chakras that open out from the sushumna.

Living music is produced when the breath of God flows through this hollow reed, producing bliss, producing the sound of God. The sound heard is a soft…

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Needless to ask

ram H singhal

Zen Meditation 101: The History and Principles of Zen

1. जाति न पूछो साध की , पूछ लीजिये ग्यान।
मोल करो तरवार का , पड़ा रहन दो म्यान।

हिंदी व्याख्या- यहाँ कबीर जी कहते हैं कि हमें साधु की जाति नहीं पूछनी चाहिए। अगर पूछना ही है तो उसका ज्ञान पूछना चाहिए। उसी प्रकार हमें तलवार का ही मोल-भाव करना चाहिए अथार्थ हमें तलवार को ही मुख्य मानना चाहिए न कि म्यान को। कहने का भाव है व्यक्ति के असली गुण को ही पूछना चाहिए।

English Explanation and Meaning – Kabir says that we must not ask a saint its Nationality or Caste. If we have to know anything about him that must be his knowledge. In the same way, we must bargain for the sword without giving importance to sheath. In other words,  we must give importance to internal quality.

Kabir Bhajan – Ashwini Deshpande

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Power of Love

ram H singhal

पोथी पढ़ि पढ़ि जग मुआ, पंडित भया न कोय,
ढाई आखर प्रेम का, पढ़े सो पंडित होय।

“Pothi padhi padi jag mua, pandit bhaya na koi

Dhai akhar prem ka padhe so pandit hoi”

The one who understands the power of love has achieved wisdom, and wisdom may not be measured by the books one reads.

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Bathe in the truth

ram H singhal

O friend!  hope for Divine whilst you live, know whilst you live,

understand whilst you live: for in life deliverance abides.

If your bonds be not broken whilst living, what hope of deliverance in death?

It is but an empty dream, that the soul shall have union with Divine because it has passed from the body:

If Divine is found now, Divine is found then,

If not, we do but go to dwell in the City of Death.

If you have union now, you shall have it hereafter.

Bathe in the truth, know the true Guru, have faith in the true Name!

Kabîr says: “It is the Spirit of the quest which helps; I am the slave of this Spirit of the quest.

~By:  Kabir From: Songs Of Kabir Translated by Rabindranath Tagore

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Between the Poles

ram H singhal

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Between the poles of the conscious and the unconscious,

there has the mind made a swing:

Thereon hang all beings and all worlds,

and that swing never   ceases its sway.

Millions of beings are there:

the sun and the moon in their courses are there:

Millions of ages pass, and the swing goes on.

All swing! the sky and the earth and the air and the water;

and the Lord Himself taking form:

And the sight of this has made Kabîr a servant.

~By:Kabir From:Songs Of Kabir Translated byRabindranath Tagore

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Kabir has long been revered in India but it was not until Tagore’s translation in 1915 that the West came to appreciate the works of Kabir.

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Mirror of your heart

“POLISH
the mirror of your heart
until it reflects
every person’s light.”

Author Photo- Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri was born in Tehran, raised in Dubai and Toronto, and resides in Wales. She currently teaches creative writing seminars as a doctoral candidate at Swansea University.

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Beautiful Heart

“Run my dear, from anything that may not strengthen your precious budding wings.

Run like hell my dear, from anyone likely to put a sharp knife into the sacred, tender Vision of your Beautiful Heart.”

حافظ Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Šīrāzī, or simply Hāfez (Persian: خواجه شمس‌الدین محمد حافظ شیرازی), was a Persian mystic and poet. He was born sometime between the years 1310 and 1337.  one of the three greatest poets of the world. His lyrical poems, known as ghazals, are noted for their beauty and bring to fruition the love, mysticism, and early Sufi themes

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

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Beautiful Hands

“This is the kind of Friend
You are – Without making me realize

My soul’s anguished history,


You slip into my house at night,
And while I am sleeping,


You silently carry off

All my suffering and sordid past
In Your Beautiful Hands.”

حافظ Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Šīrāzī, or simply Hāfez (Persian: خواجه شمس‌الدین محمد حافظ شیرازی), was a Persian mystic and poet. He was born sometime between the years 1310 and 1337.  one of the three greatest poets of the world. His lyrical poems, known as ghazals, are noted for their beauty and bring to fruition the love, mysticism, and early Sufi themes

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

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Beginning of Happiness?

What do ” Sad People ” have in common?

It seems they have all built a shrine to the past and often go there and do a Strange Wail and Worship.

What is the Beginning of Happiness?

It is to stop being so religious like that.

حافظ Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Šīrāzī, or simply Hāfez (Persian: خواجه شمس‌الدین محمد حافظ شیرازی), was a Persian mystic and poet. He was born sometime between the years 1310 and 1337.  one of the three greatest poets of the world. His lyrical poems, known as ghazals, are noted for their beauty and bring to fruition the love, mysticism, and early Sufi themes

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

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” Universal Cord “

“All these words are just a front.

What I would really like to do is to hug you to my body,

then sing for days & days & days.” — Hafez,

Love is a ” Universal Cord ” which record Timeless Moments Silently.– ram H singhal

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Lost in Love Travellers

I have a thousand brilliant lies
For the question:
How are you?

I have a thousand brilliant lies
For the question:
What is God?

If you think that the Truth can be known
From words,

If you think that the Sun and the Ocean
Can pass through that tiny opening Called the mouth,

O someone should start laughing!
Someone should start wildly Laughing Now!

حافظ Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Šīrāzī, or simply Hāfez (Persian: خواجه شمس‌الدین محمد حافظ شیرازی), was a Persian mystic and poet. He was born sometime between the years 1310 and 1337.  one of the three greatest poets of the world. His lyrical poems, known as ghazals, are noted for their beauty and bring to fruition the love, mysticism, and early Sufi themes

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

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God is a North Star for all the Lost in Love Travellers . ― ram H singhal

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Path of Total Grace

“Now is the time to know that all that you do is sacred… Now is the time for you to deeply compute the impossibility that there is anything but grace.”

حافظ Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Šīrāzī, or simply Hāfez (Persian: خواجه شمس‌الدین محمد حافظ شیرازی), was a Persian mystic and poet. He was born sometime between the years 1310 and 1337.  one of the three greatest poets of the world. His lyrical poems, known as ghazals, are noted for their beauty and bring to fruition the love, mysticism, and early Sufi themes

Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

Silent Prayer is the Path of Total Grace .

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Taste Book of Love

“Oh, you who are trying to learn the Marvel of Love through the Test book of reasons,

I’m very much afraid that you will never really see the point.”

حافظ Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Šīrāzī, or simply Hāfez (Persian: خواجه شمس‌الدین محمد حافظ شیرازی), was a Persian mystic and poet. He was born sometime between the years 1310 and 1337.  one of the three greatest poets of the world. His lyrical poems, known as ghazals, are noted for their beauty and bring to fruition the love, mysticism, and early Sufi themes

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

Kiss is a Taste Book of Love . – ram H singhal

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Right and Wrong

Now is the Time to Understand

That all your Ideas of Right and Wrong

Were just a child’s training wheels to be laid aside ,

When you finally Live with Veracity And Love.

حافظ Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Šīrāzī, or simply Hāfez (Persian: خواجه شمس‌الدین محمد حافظ شیرازی), was a Persian mystic and poet. He was born sometime between the years 1310 and 1337.  one of the three greatest poets of the world. His lyrical poems, known as ghazals, are noted for their beauty and bring to fruition the love, mysticism, and early Sufi themes

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

Right and Wrong are Concepts in Time but Life to Love All is Dimension of Timeless Divine just Natural and Neutral. —- ram H singhal

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Song of Creation

“People say that the soul, on hearing the song of creation, entered the body,

but in reality the soul itself was the song.”

حافظ Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Šīrāzī, or simply Hāfez (Persian: خواجه شمس‌الدین محمد حافظ شیرازی), was a Persian mystic and poet. He was born sometime between the years 1310 and 1337.  one of the three greatest poets of the world. His lyrical poems, known as ghazals, are noted for their beauty and bring to fruition the love, mysticism, and early Sufi themes

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

Soul is the Timeless part of Divine

and it’s

Song of Creation ” .

Love all

ram H singhal