Tuesday, 3 January 2012

Hafez. Posted

I sent you a copy of Hafez,

There was lots of Rumi on the shelf

Something of a confirmation

Of where I thought of myself

Days later, a call, a thank you,

A “thank you but”, and, silence,

Then, how things had changed

And I had not been a presence.

I said, I would reply, so I thought,

But Hafez holds my hands away

He reminds me of your broken times

Where I listened to all you had to say.

I say nothing. But take Hafez once more:

“No one, not even Hafiz, can describe with words the Great Mystery.

No one knows in which shell the priceless pearl does hide.”

By Ali.A.Naqvi

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