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~my darling Hafiz~

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 of the Sun

From your prayers and work and music

And from you companions’ beautiful laughter.

Keep squeezing drops of the Sun

From the sacred hands and glance of you Beloved.

And, my dear,

From the most insignificant movements

of your own holy body.

Learn to recognize the counterfeit coins

The may buy you 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 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 Sun

From your prayers and work and music

And from your companions’ beautiful laughter

And from the most insignificant movements

Of your own holy body.

Now, sweet one,

Be wise.

Cast all your votes for Dancing!

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