Treatise on Hafiz II

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Dear one, stay close to anything
That makes you glad you are alive –
Bring your cup near to bliss-touch
Empty it of all other substance!

You are joy-awoken heart pouring with light
You are the full moon, in the center of each eye
Dear one, let your language urge
Each to their divine source!

Say those things, that every other
Eye in this world is dying to hear?
Love is that funeral pyre
Where I am extinguished, where I

Have laid my living body to exchange
Greetings and throbbing moments, with you
Where we might sit and play music
Dear one, cleave to your true friends

Who show you the beautiful eyes of their souls
For the root of all these scents and sounds
Is but the sharing of the course
Come in my dear, from the harsh world

You who have felt elements
Upon your tender face, you
Who would receive a toast form us
You don’t have to act crazy anymore –

The Earth would die if the sun
Stopped kissing her, so let me feel
All your suffering and sordid past
In my loving arms, once again.

7 thoughts on “Treatise on Hafiz II

  1. Your work from the lives of these poets, seekers, teachers, human souls cloaked in light should be a book. A text book to be studied by literature learners!

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