Is my mind
When the call from the golden nightingale
Lifts and pours my being throughout the Sky.
Independent of this mind
Is my Heart.
When God unfurls even a shadow of His tress
Upon my bare shoulder.
Sovereign of my illumined heart
Is the indivisible knowledge
In the gaze of my spirit's wings
Climbing to such a sublime height
The each become the Sun Itself,
And reside perched beyond every throne known to man.
Hafiz,
This Sufi path of love is so astoundingly
Glorious
That one day
Each wayfarer upon it
Will become the Inconceivable,
The Creator of God Himself."
(Hafiz. "The Gift: Poems by Hafiz, the Great Sufi Master".
Daniel Ladinsky 1999. Pp. 79-80)
In the LightSong of Eternal Love,
Happy Halloween!
Michael
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