It's Turned Into a Love Affair!

Hafiz

©2015 Karla Johnston, InnerConstellation.com

What to do with this man who moves me to tears? 

No longer a man, in truth,

or perhaps he never was—

for now, I call him

“Breath of God.”

Entering my center and stoking a fire

too often grown cold 

by my own negligence.

How do I keep this fanning Breath of God?

I know the answer:

Bow deep, 

Be still…

hold the flaming torch

and pass Eternal Light to others. 

Poet, Hafiz, alive 700 years ago has penetrated me. If you're a soul who needs nourishment in a busy world, please spend time in his verse (The Gift). I promise, the watering will be deep. Here's a taste of one of my favorites: short, sweet, true: 

The Sun Never Says  ~Hafiz

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.

I swoon! Sweet blessings this weekend, Dear Friends.