Go for a walk

Go for a walk, if it is not too dark. 

Get some fresh air, try to smile. 

Say something kind

To a safe-looking stranger, if one happens by.

Always exercise your heart’s knowing.

You might as well attempt something real

Along this path:

Take your spouse or lover into your arms

The way you did when you first met.

Let tenderness pour from your eyes

The way the Sun gazes warmly on the earth.

Play a game with some children.

Extend yourself to a friend.

Sing a few ribald songs to your pets and plants –

Why not let them get drunk and wild!

Let’s toast

Every rung we’ve climbed on Evolution’s ladder.

Whisper, “I love you! I love you!”

To the whole mad world.

Let’s stop reading about God –

We will never understand Him.

Jump to your feet, wave your fists,

Threaten and warn the whole Universe

That your heart can no longer live

Without real love!

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

Love All.

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Fragrant Breeze

( Monday poetry Blog )

You are that

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You personify God’s message.
You reflect the King’s face.

There is nothing in the universe that you are not

Everything you want, look for it within yourself-
you are that. 

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

(1207 – 1273 )

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Wednesday Sufi Blog

True Faith

NOT one is filled with madness like to mine
In all the taverns! my soiled robe lies here,
There my neglected book, both pledged for wine.
With dust my heart is thick, that should be clear,
A glass to mirror forth the Great King’s face;
One ray of light from out Thy dwelling-place
To pierce my night, oh God! and draw me near.

From out mine eyes unto my garment’s hem
A river flows; perchance my cypress-tree
Beside that stream may rear her lofty stem,
Watering her roots with tears. Ah, bring to me
The wine vessel! since my Love’s cheek is hid,
A flood of grief comes from my heart unbid,
And turns mine eyes into a bitter sea!

Nay, by the hand that sells me wine, I vow
No more the brimming cup shall touch my lips,
Until my mistress with her radiant brow
Adorns my feast-until Love’s secret slips
From her, as from the candle’s tongue of flame,
Though I, the singèd moth, for very shame,
Dare not extol Love’s light without eclipse.

Red wine I worship, and I worship her–
Speak not to me of anything beside,
For nought but these on earth or heaven I care.
What though the proud narcissus flowers defied
Thy shining eyes to prove themselves more bright,
Yet heed them not! those that are clear of sight
Follow not them to whom all light’s denied.

Before the tavern door a Christian sang
To sound of pipe and drum, what time the earth
Awaited the white dawn, and gaily rang
Upon mine ear those harbingers of mirth:
‘If the True Faith be such as thou dost say,
Alas! my Hafiz, that this sweet To-day
Should bring unknown To-morrow to the birth!’

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ / 
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez, 
(1325 – 1389 )

Love All.

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Fragrant Breeze

( Monday poetry Blog )

Fragrance of Happiness

I burn each second of my life

to

love like a incense

with

the

Fragrance of Happiness .

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

(1207 – 1273 )

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Wednesday Sufi Blog

Do you know how beautiful You are ?

Saints Bowing in the Mountains
Do you know how beautiful you are?
I think not, my dear.

For as you talk of God,
I see great parades with wildly colorful bands
Streaming from your mind and heart,
Carrying wonderful and secret messages
To every corner of this world.

I see saints bowing in the mountains
Hundreds of miles away
To the wonder of sounds
That break into light

From your most common words.
Speak to me of your mother,
Your cousins and your friends.
Tell me of squirrels and birds you know.

Awaken your legion of nightingales – 

Let them soar wild and free in the sky
And begin to sing to God.
Let’s all begin to sing to God!

Do you know how beautiful you are?
I think not, my dear,
Yet Hafiz
Could set you upon a Stage
And worship you forever!

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

Love All.

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Fragrant Breeze

( Monday poetry Blog )

Love is a world

A life without love 
is a waste. 

“Should I look for 
spiritual love, or material, or physical love?”

Don’t ask yourself this question. 
Discrimination leads to discrimination. 

Love doesn’t need any name, 

category or definition. 


Love is a world itself. 
Either you are in, at the center…
either you are out, 
yearning.

~ Shams Tabrizi\

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BORN1185
Tabriz
DIED1248
Khoy
OCCUPATIONWeaver, poet, philosopher

Zero

Zero
Is where the Real Fun starts.

There’s too much counting
Everywhere else!

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

Love All.

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Fragrant Breeze

( Monday poetry Blog )