Thursday, March 29, 2007

While she’s at it….

Now that she’s been reminded of Sufi poet Hafiz, Walhydra figures she might as well share her favorite Hafiz poem, given here in Daniel Ladinsky's luminous version:

In a Tree House
Will someday split you open,
Even if your life is now a cage,

For a divine seed, the crown of destiny,
Is hidden and sown on an ancient, fertile plain
You hold the title to.

Love will surely bust you wide open
Into an unfettered, blooming new galaxy.

Even if your mind is now
A spoiled mule.

A life-giving radiance will come,
The Friend’s gratuity will come—

O look again within yourself,
For I know you were once the elegant host
To all the marvels in creation.

From a sacred crevice in your body
A bow rises each night
And shoots your soul into God.

Behold the Beautiful Drunk Singing One
From the lunar vantage point of love.

He is conducting the affairs
Of the whole universe

While throwing wild parties
In a tree house—on a limb
In your heart.

And so it is.

Blessèd Be!

1 comment:

Sara said...

Oh gorgeous!! Thank you. I was not familiar with this poem.