To Build A Swing
by Hafiz, translated by Daniel Landinsky
You carry
All the ingredients
To turn your life into a nightmare-
Don't mix them!
You have all the genius
To build a swing in your backyard
For God.
That sounds
Like a hell of a lot more fun.
Let's start laughing, drawing blueprints,
Gathering our talented friends.
I will help you
With my divine lyre and drum.
Hafiz
Will sing a thousand words
You can take into your hands,
Like golden saws,
Silver hammers,
Polished teakwood
Strong silk rope.
You carry all the ingredients
To turn your existence into joy,
Mix them, mix them!
1 comment:
Hafiz is a favorite of mine.
Reading this was a gift in these early morning hours....
(and rarely do i comment on the word verification on blogger, because it isn't usually a word...but mine says forme. yep.)
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