Shuck and Jive


Sunday, August 05, 2012

Meaning of Life, Part 76

Something
In your soul trusts
Me

Otherwise it would not let you near
These words.

God has spilled a Great One
Into each of us,

This warrior is always fearless
But also always
Kind.

The only business I am concerned
With these
Days,

Since I heard the Moon’s drunk
Singing,

Is
Stealing
Back our flute from
Krishna.

Hafiz, The Gift

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