Sunset & Hafiz

Do you ever feel like God has been waiting for you to simply open your eyes to beauty? Tonight it was a sunset with birds singing... followed by the discovery of a new Hafiz poem. Soul food.

Falling on a Soft Mat by Hafiz

More attentive than any lover or parent

is really God to us, but our gauge of judgment

is impaired by the world's values, and our bodies'

often dominance over our spirit realm.

A young child first learning to walk and very

likely to fall may be allowed to do so by a wise

guardian or teacher

if there is a soft mat beneath its body that will

cushion it from harm.

There is a soft rug you can place around others

it is forgiveness, it is charity.

We are all still learning to walk--and fly--in

ways; kin help each other. And everything I am

related to.