The gauge of a good poem is…the size of the love-bruise it leaves on your neck.
Or the size of the love-bruise on your brain.
Or the size of the love-lump it can weave into your soul.
Or, indeed, it could be all of the above, why not?
- Hafez
Run my dear,
From anything
That may not strengthen
Your precious budding wings.
Run like hell my dear,
From anyone likely
To put a sharp knife
Into the sacred, tender vision
Of your beautiful heart.
- حافظ Hafez (via indiene)
(Source: antieverythingism)
Need brings us together; that makes need sacred.
- Hafez
Love creates a synchronicity with what love loves.
- Hafez
It is the nature of this world to share its burden with you.
And it is my nature to remove it from your back.
- Hafez
Our sufferings will allow us to become greater than any world or deity.
- Hafez
Run my dear, from anything that may not strengthen your precious budding wings. Run like hell my dear, from anyone likely to put a sharp knife Into the sacred, tender vision of your beautiful heart.
- Hafiz (via light-essence)
Do what most enables you to fly, and brings a feeling to the heart that makes you glad to be alive.
- Hafiz
The Beloved and each moment are one.
- Hafez