For *those that have just lost their keys *those that are well-versed *inebriated ones *wanderers *mermaids *those that belong elsewhere *whippersnappers *marvelous ones *those that are not included in this classification *those that flutter because the moment is fleeting *boundless ones *those colored with slippery fingerpaint *others *those that resemble someone I know from a distance

Tuesday, May 04, 2010

The Quintessence of Loneliness

I am like a heroin addict
In my longing for a sublime state,

For that ground of Conscious Nothing,
Where the Rose ever

Oh, the Friend
Has done me a great favor
and has so thoroughly ruined my life,

What else would you expect
Seeing God would do!

Out of the ashes of this broken frame
There is a noble rising son pining for death,

Since we first met, Beloved,
I have become a foreigner
To every world
Except that one
In which there is only You
Or - Me.

Now that the heart has held
That which can never be touched
My subsistence is a blessed

And from that I cry out for more loneliness.

I am lonely.
I am so lonely, dear Beloved,
For the quintessence of Loneliness,

For what is more alone than God?

What is more pure and alone,

Magnificently Sovereign,
Than God.

~Hafiz (1320-1389)
from "The Gift", Poems by Hafiz, translation by Daniel Ladinsky

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