Poem by Hafiz ~ There Are So Many Gifts

by | Nov 6, 2016

Inspired by a great conversation with a wise young gal on a plane this morning, I share with you this poem by Hafiz. We spoke about God, divinity and the act of stepping into unknown territories (geographical, heart and mind)… the gifts that are always, ALWAYS here, simply awaiting us to receive them.

“There are so many gifts
Still unopened from your birthday,
There are so many hand-crafted presents
That have been sent to you by God.
The Beloved does not mind repeating,
“Everything I have is also yours.”
Please forgive Hafiz and the Friend
if we break into sweet laughter
When your heart complains of being thirsty
When ages ago every cell in your soul
Capsized forever Into this infinite golden sea.
Indeed, a lover’s pain is like holdings one’s breath
Too long In the middle of a vital performance,
In the middle of one of Creation’s favorites Songs.
Indeed, a lover’s pain is the sleeping,This sleeping
When God just rolled over and gave you
Such a big good morning kiss!
There are so many gifts, my dear,
Still unopened from your birthday.
O, there are so many hand-crafted presents
That have been sent to your life
From God.”
—Hafiz (14th century Persian poet and Sufi mystic)
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