Hafiz: Everyone you see, you say to them, “Love me.”

 

Admit something: Everyone you see,

You say to them, “Love me.”

Of course you do not do this out loud,

Otherwise someone would call the cops.

 

Still though, think about this,

This great pull in us to connect.

 

Why not become the one who lives

With a full moon in each eye that is always saying,

With that sweet moon language,

What every other eye in this world is dying to hear?

 

– Hafiz & Daniel Ladinsky

Yes. That is the deepest longing in us, and it’s the deepest longing for all parts of us as well. Everyone and everything in us wish to be met in love. In a very real way, any experience is asking for love. And any action that comes from hurt or a sense of lack is asking for love.

The Guest House

 

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

– Jelaluddin Rumi,
translation by Coleman Barks

A hundred complex cases against God in court

 

I know you have a hundred complex cases
Against God in court,

But never mind, wayfarer,
Let’s just get out of this mess

Hafiz/Ladinsky

A hundred complex cases

We all have a hundred complex cases against God in court. A hundred complaints. A hundred reasons why God should do things differently.

So let’s get out of this mess. Let’s explore these cases, thoroughly investigate them, evaluate the testimonies and the evidence. Let’s have a clear verdict, based on what is revealed.

Let’s get out of this mess. (Through one of the many forms of inquiry.)

Hafiz: Lousy at Math

 
Lousy at Math

Once a group of thieves stole a rare diamond
Larger than a goose egg.

Its value could have easily bought
One thousand horses

And two thousand acres
Of the most fertile land in Shiraz.

The thieves got drunk that night
To celebrate their great haul,

But during the course of the evening
The effects of the liquor
And their mistrust of each other grew to such
An extent

They decided to divide the stone into pieces.
Of course then the Priceless became lost.

Most everyone is lousy at math
And does that to God –

Dissects the Indivisible One,

By thinking, saying,
“This is my Beloved, he looks like this
And acts like that,

How could that moron over there
Really
Be
God.”

– Hafiz, from The Gift translated by Daniel Ladinsky.

How can Bush, republicans, liberals, terrorists, fundamentalists, cancer, nuclear war, hatred, suffering, death, confusion, how can it really be God? God is everything that I believe is good, and not everything I believe is not good. Right there, the world is split. The Priceless became lost. Right there.

Hafiz: Why Aren’t We All Screaming Drunks?

 
Why Aren’t We All Screaming Drunks?

The sun once glimpsed God’s true nature
And has never been the same.

Thus that radiant sphere
Constantly pours its energy
Upon this earth
As does He from behind
The veil.

With a wonderful God like that
Why isn’t everyone a screaming drunk?

Hafiz’s guess is this:

Any thought that you are better or less
Than another man

Quickly
Breaks the wine
Glass.

– Hafiz, from The Gift translated by Daniel Ladinsky.

Any belief in any thought, and the wine glass is broken. Any belief splits the world, creates a sense of I, sets up an identity for this I, and then creates a sense of I and Other.

Hafiz: Until

 

According to the introduction in The Gift, Meher Baba saw the poems of Hafiz as a complete teaching in themselves. And I don’t find any reason to disagree.

Until

I think we are frightened every

Moment of our lives

Until we

Know

Him.

– Hafiz, from The Gift translated by Daniel Ladinsky.

When our center of gravity, our main identifiaction, is with the seen, with our human self, there is bound to be a sense of unease, dissatisfaction and fear.

This is a natural effect of filtering the world into I and Other.

The only remedy is to shift the center of gravity, the sense of I, into the seeing itself, into pure awareness.

And then to realize the absence of any I anywhere, in the seing and in the seen.