We begin Chapter three of The Gift by taking off our shoes.

Reading of a poem by Hafiz called, Removing the Shoe from the Temple an excerpt from his book  of poetry called The Gift, Poems by Hafiz the Sufi Master, translated by Daniel Ladinsky. 

Kolkata-in-the-distance Pixabay music by Razorbackgfx

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In the wake of things that begin simple enough...

Reading of a poem by Hafiz called, That Magnificent Storm an excerpt from his book  of poetry called The Gift, Poems by Hafiz the Sufi Master, translated by Daniel Ladinsky. 

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How do we sleep at night? Curating peace in the folds of unconsciousness.

Reading of a poem by Hafiz called, Your Seed Pouch an excerpt from his book  of poetry called The Gift, Poems by Hafiz the Sufi Master, translated by Daniel Ladinsky. 

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When love and faith are like an ill-fitted suit and nudity and truth is the only option.

Reading of a poem by Hafiz called, Mismatched Newlyweds an excerpt from his book  of poetry called The Gift, Poems by Hafiz the Sufi Master, translated by Daniel Ladinsky. 

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The nurture of the earth is her nature and a model of and for us. She cannot be denied.

Reading of a poem by Hafiz called, Your Mother and My Mother an excerpt from his book  of poetry called The Gift, Poems by Hafiz the Sufi Master, translated by Daniel Ladinsky. 

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"...Some try so hard but not for the team
So some must dream..." Thank you for listening.

Reading of a poem by Hafiz called, Who Wrote All teh Music an excerpt from his book  of poetry called The Gift, Poems by Hafiz the Sufi Master, translated by Daniel Ladinsky. 

Music by SergeQuadrado at Pixabay.

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When what is brilliant in our hearts and lives is sacrificed to feed our silence.

Reading of a poem by Hafiz called, Why Just Ask the Donkey an excerpt from his book  of poetry called The Gift, Poems by Hafiz the Sufi Master, translated by Daniel Ladinsky. 

Music by SergeQuadrado at Pixabay.

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Living in love desires intention. Knowing the self has value and allows a kind of peace.

Reading of a poem by Hafiz called, The Seed Cracked Open an excerpt from his book  of poetry called The Gift, Poems by Hafiz the Sufi Master, translated by Daniel Ladinsky. 

Music by SergeQuadrado at Pixabay.

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We are under the influence of ourselves and making deals when love is non negotiable.

Reading of a poem by Hafiz called, The Sun Never Says an excerpt from his book  of poetry called The Gift, Poems by Hafiz the Sufi Master, translated by Daniel Ladinsky. 

Music by SergeQuadrado at Pixabay.

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What is love but what resonates within the heart?  What can the hands do but pick up a tool and create something?

 Reading of a poem by Hafiz called, God Just Came Near an excerpt from his book  of poetry called The Gift, Poems by Hafiz the Sufi Master, translated by Daniel Ladinsky. 

Music by SergeQuadrado at Pixabay.

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