To Anything That Moved — Hafiz Poem | The Hafiz Series

Hafiz is so drunk on the Divine that he can't stop himself — he has to offer his heart to everything that moves, breathes, or pulses with life. This poem is a wild, tender confession of love with nowhere left to hide and no reason to hold back. Let it remind you that your own capacity to love is far larger than you've been told.

Transcript

You Bye. To anything that moves. Yesterday it was sweet madness, Reciting poems for hours and talking about love to anything that moved. I lay down late, Thinking I might be able to sleep all the way until there was the light of resplendent sounds and polished jokes from the morning birds. That was foolish of me, For in just a few minutes, Three worlds crawled from a cave in my heart, Built a huge fire, And yelled, Get up! They could not contain their happiness, Living inside of one as ripe as I. We began jumping up and down and banging our heads like a drunk bronze clapper in a sacred Buddhist bell against the fields and mountains, Against all the jeweled walls of this universe. Yesterday was such exquisite madness. Singing about the friend for hours? Than talking about love to anything that dared to move. Yes. I believe another wonderful day. And perhaps an even sweeter height of rare inspired insanity. Oh, Hafiz has just begun.