Saturday, 22 September 2012

The moon came to me last night With a sweet Hafiz

The moon came to me last night
With a sweet question.

She said,
"The sun has been my faithful lover
For millions of years.

Whenever I offer my body to him
Brilliant light pours from his heart.

Thousands then notice my happiness
And delight in pointing
Toward my beauty.

Is it true that our destiny
Is to turn into Light

And I replied,
Dear moon,
Now that your love is maturing,

We need to sit together
Close like this more often

So I might instruct you
How to become
Who you

~ Hafiz
(Faithful Lover)
Art by by Laura Pelick Siadak

1 comment:

  1. Come back my love
    My broken heart cannot bear more passion,
    No more promises.

    I’ve had enough of sleepless nights,
    Of my unspoken grief,
    Of my tired wisdom.

    Come my treasure,
    My breath of life.

    Come and dress my wounds
    And be my cure.

    Enough of words.
    Come to me without a sound.

    ི ♥ ྀ