I wish I could put
the swaying splendor of fields
into words,
so you could hold Truth
against your body
and dance.
I am trying the best I can
with this crude brush...
to cover you with light.
I wish I could speak like divine music.
I want to give you
the sublime rhythms of this earth
and the sky's limbs
as they joyously spin and surrender...
-- Hafiz
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