“Sometimes I say to a poem,
“I don’t have the strength
To wring out another drop
Of the sun.”
And the poem will often
Respond
By climbing onto a barroom table:
Then lifts its veil, winks,
Causing the whole sky to
Fall.”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )
The Gift
“Your love has an eloquent tone.
The sky …….
and I want to hear it!”
― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )
The Gift
I had not castled,
and the time is gone.
What shall I play?
Upon the chequered floor
Of Night and Day,
Death won the game-forlorn
And careless now,
Hafiz can lose no more.
I said…… your lips said……. we revive;
I said…… your mouth said……. sweetness we derive;
I said your words…….. he said……. Hafiz said;
May all sweet lips be joyous and alive.
The only vision I have is your sight….
The only thing I follow is your light…..
Everyone finds divine repose in sleep,
Sleep …… my eyes has taken flight.
Fear is the cheapest room in the house.
I would like to see you living
In better conditions.
Hafiz
(1325 – 1389 )
This place where you are right now,
God circled on a map for you.
Hafiz
(1325 – 1389 )
“I should not make any promises right now,
But I know if you
Pray
Somewhere in this world –
Something good will happen.”
Hafiz
(1325 – 1389 )
Fragrant Breeze 