A Poem by Hafiz

A Poem by Hafiz

Think about this for a second.


God (being God), having Infinite Knowledge
Not only knew your every thought and action
Your life would ever experience

(Even before you were born)

But He also, being the Divine Creator,
Has etched every moment of your existence
With His own hand.

Think about this for a moment:
I have never heard a bird or the sun
Ever say to God,
I am sorry.

There seems to be a great reward
For clear thinking:
All existence is a pawn in the Friend's hands.

Look, one gets wings and gifts to the world
Music each morning...

One turns into such an extraordinary light
He actually becomes a sustainer of a whole planet,

One makes a thousand moons go mad with love
And blush all night...

When one can surrender the illusion, the crutch, of
Free will,
Though still live
--for the benefit of others--

This is the highest of Moral
Codes.