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.”

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

Love All.

(c) ram H singhal

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