The shape of color

The shape of night, the shape of day,
the shape of color,  the shape of us.  
What holds all this?
Who made this miraculous mold,
and then cast everything?
Imagine the form that poured all forms,
and then try to conceive
the Being that whittled out
the Holy Spirit from a single thought
that took over the Inconceivable.
What can entwine all this in its arms?
What a container there must be
that some, still hung up on names,
call... God.

-- Hafiz