by galen

Good morning, Hubski! Today's Monday, and Mondays suck. So I thought I'd start a new tag, weekly Hafiz, to share some awesome poetry to make your Mondays suck less. I'll be sharing some of my favorite poems from Daniel Ladinsky's translation of Hafiz's The Gift (which I've mentioned before here) every week. I highly recommend you pick up the book for yourself, it really is fantastic poetry.

But on to the week's Hafiz!

We Have Not Come to Take Prisoners

  We have not come here to take prisoners

  But to surrender ever more deeply

  To freedom and joy.

  We have not come into this exquisite world

  To hold ourselves hostage from love.

  Run my dear,

  From anything

  That may not strengthen

  Your precious budding wings.

  Run like hell my dear,

  From anyone likely

  To put a sharp knife

  Into the sacred, tender vision

  Of your beautiful heart.

  We have a duty to befriend

  Those aspects of obedience

  That stand outside of our house

  And shout to our reason

  "O please, O please,

  Come out and play."

  For we have not come here to take prisoners

  Or to confine our wondrous spirits.

  But to experience ever and ever more deeply

  Our divine courage, freedom, and

  Light!