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To: Elmer Flugum who wrote (10594)	7/9/2003 3:10:46 AM
From: HG	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 13018

Rumi has a companion - Hafiz. A new book of Sufi translations by Daniel Ladinsky, recently released, promises the familiar Coleman Bark's sparks. I picked it up from B&N this evening while browsing for floor plans of log cabins. I'm mesmerised by the wisdom.... - - - A poet is someone Who can pour light into a cup Then raise it to nourish Your beautiful, parched, holy mouth. - - - Even After All this time The sun never says to the earth "You owe Me." Look what happens With a love like that, It lights the Whole Sky. - - - What is this precious love and laughter Budding in our hearts? Is this the glorious sound Of a soul waking up! - - -I hear the voice Of every creature and plant Every world and sun and galaxy Singing the Beloved's name! - - - Write a thousand luminous secrets Upon the wall of existence So that even a blind man will know Where we are, And join us in this love! - - - There are different cups within your heart. Some fill with each good rain, Others are far too deep for that. In one well You have just a few precious cups of water, That 'love' is literally something of yourself, It can grow as slow as a diamond If it is lost. Your love Should never be offered to the mouth of a Stranger. Only to someone Who has the valour and daring To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife Then weave them into a blanket To protect you. There are different wells within us. Some fill with each good rain, Others are far, far too deep For that. - - - The tide of my love has risen so high let me flood over You. Close your eyes for a moment And maybe all your fears and fantasies Will end. If that happened God would become an infant in your Arms And then you WOuld have to nurse all Creation! - - - Someone put You on a slave block And the unreal bought You. Now I keep coming to your owner Saying, "This one is mine." You often overhear us talking And this can make your heart leap With ecstasy. Don't worry, I will not let sadness Possess you. I will gladly borrow all the gold I need To get you Back. - - - Like A pair Of mismatched newlyweds, One of whom still feels very insecure, I keep turning to Him Saying, "Kiss Me." - Hafiz