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 HaFeZ
And mix them into your seed pouch.

And when the moon says,
‘It is time to

Why not dance,
Dance and

(HaFeZ : Aka The Holy Mouth Poet. (1315-1390).  A poet, a playful genius, a Sufi Master, a spiritual teacher, and embraced as “a poet for poets” by Emerson. Humor and Heart and the Dance of Life fill the pages!)

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