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The Ship you are riding on, Look where it is Heading: Your body’s port is the graveyard. Realizing the destiny of each clay bowl Tossed into the sky With no one to Catch it I finally Accepted the Beloved’s kind offer To enroll In His sublime, Ball-busting course Of Spirit […] Read more

The Real love I always keep a secret All my words Are sung outside Her window. For when She lets me in I take a thousand oaths of silence. But, then She says, O, then God says “What the hell, Hafiz, Why not give the whole world My Address?” Read more

Much Madness is divinest Sense – To a discerning Eye – Much Sense – the starkest Madness – ‘Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail – Assent – and you are sane – Demur – you’re straightway dangerous – And handled with a Chain – Read more