Image source: Full Moon Rising
Imagination Does Not Exist
You should come close to me tonight wayfarer
For I will be celebrating you.
Your beauty still causes me madness,
Keeps the neighbours complaining
When I start shouting in the middle of the night
Because I can't bear all this joy.
I will be giving birth to suns.
I will be holding forests upside down
Gently shaking soft animals from trees and burrows
Into my lap.
What you conceive as imagination
Does not exist for me.
Whatever you can do in a dream
Or on your mind-canvas
My hands can pull - alive - from my coat pocket.
But let's not talk about my divine world.
For what I most want to know
Tonight is:
All about
You.
~Hafiz
7 comments:
Another moving poem and lovely picture, beautiful!
I'm washing my hair tonight.
Beautiful Yoli..... and very meaningful to me after meeting up with my Ex over the weekend...
I always come to visit for inspiration! You are a font of it!
Hugs,
♥ Robin ♥
Oh! This is one of my favorite poems by Hafiz. Thank you! (and thank you for your visit and kind words. I am really touched)
Yoli, that is so beautiful and is the perfect writing to describe my relaionship with spirit :-).
Love. xixi
Poetry written by a free spirit. Your blog is a cyber contemplation for me!
Love from Sweden
Agneta
"..giving birth to suns.." what a wonderful line..I will end the day on that beautiful image..
Besitos to you Yoli
xoxo
Lala
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