Lousy at Math -- Hafiz

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LOUSY AT MATH

 

Once a group of thieves stole a rare diamond

Larger than a goose egg.

 

Its value could have easily bought

One thousand horses

 

And two thousand acres

Of the most fertile land in Shiraz.

 

The thieves got drunk that night

To celebrate their great haul,

 

But during the course of the evening

The effects of the liquor

And their mistrust of each other grew to such

An extent

 

They decided to divide the stone into pieces.

Of course then the Priceless became lost.

 

Most everyone is lousy at math

And does that to God -

 

Dissects the Indivisible One,

 

By thinking, saying,

"This is my Beloved, he looks like this

And acts like that,

How could that moron over there

Really

Be

God."

 

("The Gift" - versions of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky)