I know the voice of depression Still calls to you.
I know those habits that can ruin your life
Still send their invitations.
But you are with the Friend now
And look so much stronger.
You can stay that way
And even bloom!
Keep squeezing drops from the Sun
From your prayers and work and music
And from your companions' beautiful laughter.
Keep squeezing drops of the Sun
From the sacred hands and glance of your Beloved
And, my dear,
From the most insignificant movements
Of your own holy body.
Learn to recognize the counterfeit coins
That may buy you just a moment of pleasure,
But then drag you for days
Like a broken man
Behind a farting camel.
You are with the Friend now.
Learn what actions of yours delight Him,
What actions of yours bring freedom
And Love.
Whenever you say God's name, dear pilgrim,
My ears wish my head was missing
So they could finally kiss each other
And applaud all your nourishing wisdom!
O keep squeezing drops of the Sun
From your prayers and work and music
And from your campanions' beautiful laughter
And from the most insignificant movements
Of your own holy body.
Now, sweet one,
Be wise.
Cast all your votes for Dancing!
from I Heard God Laughing, Poems of Hope and Love, renderings of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky. From the inside cover: "Hafiz, whose given name was Shams-ud-din-Muhammad (c.1320-1389), is the most beloved poet of Persians. He was born and lived in Shiraz, a beautiful garden city, where he became a famous spiritual teacher. His Divan (collected poems) is a classic in the literature of Sufism and mystical verse. The work of Hafiz became know to the West largely through the passion of Goethe. His enthusiasm deeply affected Ralph Waldo Emerson, who then translated Hafiz in the nineteenth century."
While doing yoga in a palapa overlooking the ocean in Sayulita, less than a month ago, I had the honor and privilege of hearing this poem read to me by my yoga instructor. It was a large group that morning and I was in a very delicate state of emotional unbalance. I was questioning a lot of what was happening in my life, my relationships, and just feeling generally unsure, uncertain, and scared. Upon hearing this poem I burst into tears and I found it difficult to stop or control my crying. Something about this poem, in that moment, during those feelings and in that space hit me like a ton of bricks. I felt both enlightened and heavy, at the same time. I didn't care that a palapa full of strangers could see me visibly affected. I just felt so grateful. So grateful to have feelings, even though it felt like pain, and to know that I am on a spiraling path, being held by the Sacred Feminine, ever moving forward and back, in wholeness and yet seeking a great Whole. Since that time I have wanted to share this poem with y'all. I hope you find something in it that makes you feel brighter and full. Something that gives you hope and food for thought, like it did for me. Oceans of Love, Jennette
