Guest guest Posted June 19, 2002 Report Share Posted June 19, 2002 THE SUBJECT TONIGHT IS LOVE The subject tonight is Love And for tomorrow night as well. As a matter of fact, I know of no better topic For us to discuss Until we all Die! Hafiz Imre my friend a mystic poet living in Hawaii translated it to Hungarian. h= ttp://santmat-meditation.net/2/versek.html I LONG TO OPEN UP MY HEART I long to open up my heart For my heart do my part. My story was yesterday's news >From rivals cannot keep apart. On this holy night stay with me Till the morning, do not depart. On a night so dark as this, My course, how can I chart? O breath of life, help me tonight That in the morn I make a start. In my love for you, I will My self and ego thwart. Like Hafiz, being love smart; I long to master that art. WHOEVER WAS INTIMATE WITH HIS HEART Whoever was intimate with his heart, his love defined And he who was not, in his doubt was left behind. If my heart went through the veil, then fault me not I thank God that it did not remain within the veil of mind. The Sufis took back their gown from the wine It was our gown, forever to the tavern was assigned. Drunken Dervishes passed by, and it passed by Our drunken tales the hands of time defied. Each cup that was filled by that lovely hand Transmuted into tears, our jealous eyes mystified. My heart from the first, unto this last, is in love I know of none, who in this love, forever remained blind. I was lovesick. Though your eyes bloomed as flowers, Your loveliness remains veiled, this is unkind. Found nothing more joyful than the sound of words of love In this turning Merry-Go-Round that You rewind. My robe covered at least hundred faults that I could find I pawned my robe to wine, and what remained, my bare hind. Master painter was helpless in awe of your beauty Everywhere upon the walls is what in awe he had designed. To view His face, Hafiz, his heart refined For this to come to pass, always will remain in bind. IN HOPE OF UNION In the hope of union, my very life, I'll give up As a bird of Paradise, thi= s worldly trap I will hop. In the hope of one day, being your worthy servant= Mastery of both worlds I'll gladly drop. May the cloud of guidance unload i= ts rain Before I am back to dust, into the air I rise up. Beside my tomb bri= ng minstrels and wine My spirit will then dance to music and scent of the cup. Show me your beaut= y, O graceful beloved of mine To my life and the world, with ovation I put a= stop. Though I am old, tonight, hold me in your arms In the morn, a youthfu= l one, I'll rise up. On my deathbed give me a glimpse of your face So like H= afiz, I too, will reach the top. © Shahriar Shahriari http://www.hafizonlove.com/ ~all love Karta~ , "mazie_l" <sraddha54@h...> wrote: > Why > Abstain from love > When like the beautiful snow goose > Someday your soul > Will leave this summer > Camp? > > Why > Abstain from happiness > When like a skilled lion > Your heart is > Nearing > > And > Will someday see > The divine prey is > Always > Near! > > ("The Gift" - versions of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky) > > > LoveAlways, > > Mazie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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