Poems by HAFIZ: The Great Sufi Master
Posted: January 2nd, 2011 | Author: Peter | Filed under: God, beauty, emergence, stuff I like, truth, writing | 4 Comments »My wife got me a book of poetry by Sufi poet Hafiz for Christmas. It’s really wonderful stuff. Hafiz came several hundred years after Rumi, another great Persian Sufi poet.
Thought I’d share some of these poems with you. Hope you’ll enjoy. There are more below, after the jump…
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THE SUN NEVER SAYS
Even
After
All this time
The sun never says to the earth,
“You owe
Me.”
Look
What happens
With a love like that,
It lights the
Whole
Sky.
* * *
I HAVE LEARNED SO MUCH
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.
* * *
I RAIN
I rain
Because your meadows call
For God.
I weave light into words so that
When your mind holds them
Your eyes will relinquish their sadness,
Turn bright, a little brighter, giving to us
The way a candle does
To the dark.
I have wrapped my laughter like a birthday gift
And left it beside your bed.
I have planted the wisdom in my heart
Next to every signpost in the sky.
A wealthy man
Often becomes eccentric,
A divine crazed soul
Is transformed into infinite generosity
Tying gold sacks of gratuity
To the dangling feet of moons, planets, ecstatic
Midair dervishes, and singing birds.
I speak
Because every cell in your body
Is reaching out
For God.
* * *
YOU’RE IT
God
Disguised
As a myriad things and
Playing a game
Of tag
Has kissed you and said,
“You’re it–
I mean, you’re Really IT!”
Now
It does not matter
What you believe or feel
For something wonderful,
Major-league Wonderful
Is someday going
To
Happen.
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Islam is deep, isn't it?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GikqA0ZBpOI
Cool link, thanks!
love Hafiz and love "The Gift." there's two poems in there called that i love, first one is "Why as the Donkey" on 36, and "Lousy at Math" on page 250. hope you enjoy!
Nice, thanks Luke!