Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Time to Plant

 


Your Seed Pouch

Lanterns 
Hang from the night sky 
So that your eye might draw 
One more image of love upon your silk canvas 
Before sleep. 

Words from Him have reached you 
And tilled a golden field inside. 

When all your desires are distilled 
You will cast just two votes: 

To love more, 
And be happy. 

Take the sounds from the mouth-flute of Hafiz 
And mix them into your seed pouch. 

And when the Moon says, 
“It is time to 
Plant,” 

Why not dance, 
Dance and 
Sing? 

~ Hafiz