Love Is The Funeral Pyre - Hafiz

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Love Is The Funeral Parlor

 

Love is

The funeral pyre

Where I have laid my living body.

 

All the false notions of myself

That once caused fear, pain,

 

Have turned to ash

As I neared God.

 

What has risen

>From the tangled web of thought and sinew

 

Now shines with jubilation

Through the eyes of angels

 

And screams from the guts of

Infinite existence

Itself.

 

Love is the funeral pyre

Where the heart must lay

Its body.

 

 

Love, Love, Love,

Mazie

 

 

 

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