Ecstatic Beauty

When I think of Rumi, I can't help but think of Hafiz. (Ok, all the mystical poets always flow together in my mind.) Hafiz's poems make me happy to be alive. Here is one from The Gift, a book of Hafiz's poetry translated by Daniel Ladinsky from the Penguin Group, copyrighted in 1999 by the translator.

Laughing At the Word Two

Only

That Illumined

One

Who keeps

Seducing the formless into form

Had the charm to win my

Heart.

Only a Perfect One

Who is always

Laughing at the word

Two

Can make you know

Of

Love.


 

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