YOU WERE BRAVE IN THAT HOLY WAR
You have done well
In the contest of madness.
You were brave in that holy war.
You have all the honourable wounds
Of one who has tried to find love
Where the Beautiful Bird
Does not drink.
May I speak to you
Like we are close
And locked away together?
Once I found a stray kitten
And I used to soak my fingers
In warm milk;
It came to think I was five mothers
On one hand.
Wayfarer,
Why not rest your tired body?
Lean back and close your eyes.
Come morning
I will kneel by your side and feed you.
I will so gently
Spread open your mouth
And let you taste something of my
Sacred mind and life.
Surely
There is something wrong
With your ideas of
God
O, surely there is something wrong
With your ideas of
God
If you think
Our Beloved would not be so
Tender.
~ Hafiz
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"You Were Brave In That Holy War" from The Gift, Daniel Ladinsky, copyright 1999. www.danielladinsky.com. Printed with permission.
Hafiz and the Inside-Out Understanding
There's a bit in Matt Haig's book, Reasons to Stay Alive, where he says happiness isn't good for the economy, because if we were all happy with what we had, none of us would fall for any of the fear-based marketing ploys that humanity is immersed in.
It's true. And it points to something about the nature of our experience. When we mistakenly believe that the world of form—‘stuff’, for want of a better word—is the source of our happiness, well of course it makes sense to get more stuff!
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Key Message: We are always doing what makes sense.