Fw: [Hafiz] The Theater of Freedom

[Guest guest]

- Joseph Riley

Hafiz

The Theater of Freedom In my divine studioWhat I have been working on

is this: Painting the Truth,RevealingA more realistic picture of God,

Tearing down the cruel wallsThat separate you from the tenderness of

Fire. Someone must be withholdingThe crucial linesIn all those

stories you have heard of ourFriend, For there is still too much

fearAnd pallor upon your cheeks, And I rarely see youIn the marvelous

Theater of Freedom. Hafiz knowsYou could not describe him Even if we

sat side by side on a caravanFor years, Even if we slept close in my

desert tentAnd you became familiar With the holy scentThat the sun

and my Master leaveWhenever they visit me, For something has

happenedTo your youthful passions, That great fuelYou once had to

defend yourselfAgainst becoming tamed. And your eyes now often tell

meThat your once vital talent to extract joyFrom the airHas fallen

into a sleep. All that you could ever say of meCan only describe my

camel’s tail – And that coarse hairThat is barely visible sometimesOn

the left side of the moon’s nose. In my divine studioWhere I am

sitting right nowCrafting your heart, lyreAnd flute, I long for the

day when you will join meIn knowing The extraordinary humorAnd all

the enchanting realities Of the infinite performancesofGod.

("The Subject Tonight is Love" -- versions of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky)

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