Sunday, August 2, 2009

A Poem by Hafiz of Shiraz





Between Our Poles


Who can
I tell the secrets of Love?

Who has not confined their life
to a padded cell?

Look at
the nature of a river.
Its size, strength, and ability to give
are often gauged by its width
and current.

God
too moves between our poles,
our depth.
He flows and gathers power between
our heart's range of
forgiveness
and compassion.

Who can I tell,
Who can Hafiz
tell tonight
all the secrets of
Love?

-translation, Daniel Ladinsky

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