This summer I fell in love.
Let me tell you about it.
Let me tell you how this man’s words make my heart jump. Make my eyes fill with tears of wonder, sorrow and gratitude, make me want to shout out loud and sing, make me want to rip open the curtains and holler “good morning!” to the start of a new day.
He has taught me so much about what it means to be human, and what a blessing that is.
I wonder how I have got through so many years without knowing him.
I feel he is already my friend, my constant companion. I feel the need to pass it on, to tell you all about him.
This man. This poet. This Hafiz.
He writes like this:
Popped the cork on itself –
Splattered my brains
I imagine now for ages
Something of Hafiz
To fall like
What a gift.
Thank you, my friend, Hafiz.
Hafiz was a 14th Century Persian poet and Sufi master.
The poem I have quoted here is from The Gift, poems by Hafiz, translations by Daniel Ladinsky. It was a book that arrived in early June, just in time for me to fall headlong into when I went away for a week’s holiday.
The translations are wonderful: fun, simple, quirky, modern, joy-ful. I thoroughly recommend this book. You don’t need to like or ‘get’ poetry to enjoy it – just be ready to learn something new and wondrous about yourself, and about life.
This article was first published at Joyful Jubilant Learning.