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 )

Love All.

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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

ram H singhal

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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