The Beloved 

By a Persian poet Khwāje Shams-od-Dīn Moḥammad Ḥāfeẓ-e Shīrāzī

A Poem a Day

"Looking for your own face" by the Persian poet, Attar

A community of spirits

There is a community of the spirit.

Join it, and feel the delight

of walking in the noisy street,

and being the noise.

Drink all your passion,

and be a disgrace.

Close both eyes

to see with the other eye.

Open your hands,

if you want to be held.

Sit down in this circle.

Quit acting like a wolf, and feel

the shepherd's love filling you.

At night, your beloved wanders.

Don't accept consolations.

Close your mouth against food.

Taste the lover's mouth in yours.

You moan, 'She left me.', 'He left me.'

Twenty more will come.

Be empty of worrying.

Think of who created thought!

Why do you stay in prison

when the door is so wide open?

Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.

Live in silence.

Flow down an down in always

widening rings of being.

- Rumi