There is a Beautiful Creature
Living in a hole you have dug.
So at night
I set fruit and grains
And little pots of wine and milk
Beside your soft earthen mounds,
And I often sing.
But still, my dear,
You do not come out.
I have fallen in love with Someone
Who hides inside you.
We should talk about this problem—
Otherwise,
I will never leave you alone.
– Hafiz
I felt like running some Parker, but this came up - again, thanks to Minstrels - and so you are spared cynicism. But 'tis only a short respite, be warned.
Tagged: Hafiz, imagery, love poetry