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I sit in the streets with the homeless
My clothes stained with the wine
From the vineyards the saints tend.
Light has painted all acts
The same color
So I sit around and laugh all day
With my friends.
At night if I feel a divine loneliness
I tear the doors off Love's mansion
And wrestle God onto the floor.
He becomes so pleased with Hafiz
And says,
"Our hearts should do this more."
Hafiz
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Beautiful poem...love the verse..
At night if I feel a divine loneliness
I tear the doors off Love's mansion
And wrestle God onto the floor.
He becomes so pleased with Hafiz
And says,
"Our hearts should do this more."
How many times have I not wrestle God onto the floor...xx
Posted by: linni | Monday, 14 January 2008 at 20:28