There are so many gifts
Still unopened from your birthday,
There are so many hand-crafted presents
That have been sent to you by God.
The Beloved does not mind repeating,
“Everything I have is also yours.”
Please forgive Hafiz and the Friend
If we break into a sweet laughter
When your heart complains of being thirsty
When ages ago
Every cell in your soul
Into this infinite golden sea.
A lover’s pain is like holding one’s breath
In the middle of a vital performance,
In the middle of one of Creation’s favorite
Indeed, a lover’s pain in this sleeping,
When God just rolled over and gave you
Such a big good-morning kiss!
There are so many gifts, my dear,
Still unopened from your birthday.
O, there are so many hand-crafted presents
That have been sent to your life
-Hafiz from The Gift translated by Daniel Ladinsky
What are the gifts you have received this day? What seeds of new blooming have blown gently into your life? Which are the gifts that remain unopened?
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts