Sigh. Hafiz... My Master once entered a phase That whenever I would see him He would say, “Hafiz, How did you ever become a pregnant woman?” And I would reply, “Dear Attar, You must be speaking the truth, But all of what you say is a mystery to me.” Many months passed by in his blessed company. But one day I lost my patience Upon hearing that odd refrain And blurted out, “Stop calling me a pregnant woman!” And Attar replied, “Someday, my sweet Hafiz, All the nonsense in your brain will dry up Like a stagnant pool of water Beneath the sun, Though if you want to know the Truth I can so clearly see that God has made love with you And the whole universe is germinating Inside your belly And wonderful words, Such enlightening words Will take birth from you And be cradled against thousands Of hearts.”
Posted on: Thu, 28 Aug 2014 02:37:52 +0000
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