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October 5, 2013


It used to be

that when I would wake in the morning

I could with confidence say,

“What am ‘I’ going to


That was before the seed

cracked open.

Now Hafiz is certain:

there are two of us housed

in this body,

Doing the shopping together in the market and

tickling each other

while fixing  the evening’s food.

Now when I awake

all the internal instruments play the same music

“God, what love-mischief can ‘We’ do

for the world


The Gift  Translations by Daniel Ladinsky

From → Spirituality

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