Hafiz - The nfinite Performances of God
Hafiz knows You could not describe him Even if we sat side by side on a caravan For years, Even if we slept close in my desert tent And you became familiar With the holy scent That the sun and my Master Leave Whenever they visit me, For something has happened To Your youthful passions, That great fuel You once had to defend yourself Against becoming tamed. And you eyes now often tell me That your once vital talent to extract joy From the air Has fallen into a sleep. All that you could ever say... Sign in to see full entry.