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Favorite Hafiz Poems from the book "The Gift" translated by Daniel Ladinsky

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    Following are a few favorite Hafiz poems. Their beauty is in the simplicity in which they are written (and in this case translated). In Sufi poetry, God is
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      Following are a few favorite Hafiz poems. Their beauty is in the simplicity
      in which they are written (and in this case translated). In Sufi poetry, God
      is known by many names - Beloved, Friend, Innkeeper are but a few of
      them. These poems are taken from the book "The Gift: Poems by Hafiz",
      translations by Daniel Ladinsky.

      THIS SANE IDEA
      by Hafiz

      Let your
      Intelligence begin to rule
      whenever you sit with others

      using this sane idea:

      Leave all your cocked guns in a field
      far from us,

      One of those damn things
      might go

      off.


      YOUR MOTHER AND MY MOTHER
      by Hafiz


      Fear is the cheapest room in the house.
      I would like to see you living
      in better conditions,
      for your mother and my mother
      were friends.

      I know the Innkeeper
      in this part of the universe.
      Get some rest tonight,
      come to my verse again tomorrow.
      We'll go speak to the Friend together.

      I should not make any promises right now,
      but I know if you

      pray

      somewhere in this world---
      something good will happen.

      God wants to see
      more love and playfulness in your eyes
      for that is your greatest witness to Him.

      Your soul and my soul
      once sat together in the Beloved's womb
      playing footsie.

      Your heart and my heart
      are very, very old
      friends.



      I HAVE LEARNED SO MUCH
      by Hafiz

      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 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.


      WE HAVE NOT COME TO TAKE PRISONERS
      by Hafiz

      We have not come here to take prisoners,
      but to surrender ever more deeply
      to freedom and joy.

      We have not come into this exquisite world
      to hold ourselves hostage from love.

      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.

      We have a duty to befriend
      those aspects of obedience
      that stand outside of our house
      and shout to our reason
      "O please, O please,
      come out and play."

      For we have not come here to take prisoners
      or to confine our wondrous spirits,

      but to experience ever and ever more deeply
      our divine courage, freedom, and
      Light!


      STAY CLOSE TO THOSE SOUNDS
      by Hafiz

      The sun turns a key in a lock each day
      as soon as it crawls out of bed.

      Light swings open a door
      and the many kinds of love rush out
      onto the infinite green field.

      Your soul sometimes plays a note
      against the Sky's ear that excites
      the birds and planets.

      Stay close to those sounds
      that make you glad you are alive.

      Everything in this world is
      helplessly reeling.

      An invisible wake was created
      when God said to His beautiful dead lover,
      "Be."

      Hafiz, who will understand you
      if you do not explain that last Line?
      Well then,

      I will sing it this way,

      When God said to Illusion,
      "Be."


      IN NEED OF THE BREATH
      by Hafiz

      My heart
      is an unset jewel
      upon the tender night
      yearning for its dear old friend
      The Moon.

      When the Nameless One debuts again
      ten thousand facets of my being unfurl wings
      and reveal such a radiance inside
      I enter a realm divine---
      I too begin to so sweetly cast light,
      like a lamp,
      through the streets of this
      world.

      My heart is an unset jewel
      upon existence
      waiting for the Friend's touch.

      Tonight
      my heart is an unset ruby
      offered bowed and weeping to the Sky.

      I am dying in these cold hours
      for the resplendent glance of God.

      I am dying
      because of a divine remembrance
      of who---I really am.


      THEN WINKS
      by Hafiz

      Everything is clapping today,

      Light,
      Sound,
      Motion,
      All Movement.

      A rabbit I pass pulls a cymbal
      from a hidden pocket
      then winks.

      This causes a few planets and I
      to go nuts
      and start grabbing each other.

      Someone sees this,
      calls a
      shrink,

      tried to get me
      committed
      for
      being too
      happy.

      Listen: this world is the lunatic's sphere,
      don't always agree it's real,

      even with my feet upon it
      and the postman knowing my door

      my address is somewhere else.

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      "The sun doesn't stop shining because people are blind."~~~~~~
      Quote from "The Book of Awakening" by Mark Nepo, page 411

      Submitted in the spirit of one heart,
      Sharon 444
      *Sharon Pacione*
      Wdestiny44@...
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