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April 6, 2023
6. Hafiz Poem: I Promise
Has not the Architect, Love, built your heart
in a glorious manner,
with so much care that it is meant to break
if love ever ceass to know all that happens
is perfect?
And where does anything love has ever known
go, when your eye and hand can no longer
be warmed by its body?
So vast a room your soul, every universe can
fit into it.
Anything you once called beautiful, anything
that ever
gave you comfort waits to unite with your
arms again. I promise.
~Hafiz
From, A Year with Hafiz: Daily Contemplations
Translated by Daniel Ladinsky
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