To never again let me hear from
Any world
The sound of my own name,
Even from the voice of divine thought
Or see that pen you gave me, God,
In the sun's or sky's skillful hand
Writing
Anything other than the word
ONE.
I have made the journey into Nothing
I have become the flame that needs
No fuel.
Beloved,
Now what need is there to ever
Call for Hafiz?
For if you did,
I would just step out
of YOU.
~ Hafiz
from The Gift: Poems by Hafiz the Great Sufi Master,
by Daniel Ladinsky