in my house.
Eagles fly in and out,
as do any words
that are spoken about me.
Anything my ears might detect,
firsthand or second --
I might give that news
a moment's attention.
and then just let it be
the tiny whiff of smoke it is
dissolving in the infinite.
-- Hafiz
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You have no idea how much I needed to hear these words today. Sometimes I think the infinite comes flying by just when you need it to, like a blanket of calm and peace.
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