In a Handful of God
A Poem by Hafiz

Poetry reveals that there is no empty space.

When your truth forsakes its shyness,
When your fears surrender to your strengths,
You will begin to experience

That all of existence
Is a teeming sea of infinite life.

In a handful of ocean water
You could not count all the finely tuned
Musicians

Who are acting stoned
For very intelligent and sane reasons

And of course are becoming extremely sweet
And wild

In a handful of the sky and earth,
In a handful of God

We cannot count
All the ecstatic lovers who are dancing there
Behind the mysterious veil.

True art reveals there is no void
Or darkness

There is no loneliness to the clear-eyed mystics
In this luminous, brimming Playful word.


Hafiz - The Subject Tonight is Love