Rumi - Covers Her Face with Both Hands
Covers Her Face With Both Hands What We speak Becomes the house we live in. who will want to sleep in your bed If the roof leaks Right above It? Look what happens when the tongue Cannot say to kindness, "I will be your slave." The moon Covers her face with both hands And can't bear To look. The GIFT Poems by HAFIZ The Great Sufi Master Translations by Daniel Ladinsky Sign in to see full entry.