God’s Bucket –– a poem by hafiz
Friday, January 4th, 2008
If this world
Was not held in God’s bucket
How could an ocean stand upside down
On its head and never lose a drop?
If your life was not contained in God’s cup
How could you be so brave and laugh,
Dance in the face of death?
Hafiz,
There is a private chamber in the soul
That knows a great secret
Of which no tongue can speak.
Your existence my dear, O love my dear,
Has been sealed and marked
“Too sacred,” “too sacred,” by the Beloved––
To ever end!
Indeed God
Has written a thousand promises
All over your heart
That say,
Life, life, life,
Is far too sacred to
Ever end.
From one of my favorite books of poetry, The Gift, by Hafiz.
