I’m still making my way slowly through my book of Hafiz’s poetry. For your weekend, here is one to remind us all of this deep world of connection and the beloved invitation we all receive always from God.
We are at
The Nile’s end.
We are carrying particles
From every continent, creature, and age.
It has been raining on the plains
Of our visions for millions of years
And our senses
Are so muddy compared to Yours–dear God,
But I only hear these words from You
Where we are all trying to embrace
The Clear Sky-Ocean,
“Dear one, come.
My dear ones,