There are different wells within your heart.
Some fill with each good rain,
Others are far too deep for that.

Hafiz

Dropping Keys

The small man
Builds cages
For everyone
He
Knows
While the sage,
Who has to duck his head
When the moon is low,
Keeps dropping keys all night long
For the
Beautiful
Rowdy
Prisoners.

Hafiz

A Cushion For Your Head

Just sit there right now Don't do a thing Just rest.

For you separation from God, From love,

Is the hardest work In this World.

Let me bring you trays of food And something That you like to Drink.

You can use my soft words As a cushion For your Head.

Hafiz (1320-1389)

"I wish I could show you when you are lonely or in darkness the astonishing light of your own being."

Hafiz