In a Handful of God

Poetry reveals that there is no empty space.

When your truth forsakes its shyness,
When your fears surrender to your strengths,
You will begin to experience

That all existence
Is a teeming sea of infinite life.

In a handful of ocean water
You could not count all the finely tuned

Who are acting stoned
For very intelligent and sane reasons

And of course becoming extremely sweet
And wild.

In a handful of sky and earth,
In a handful of God,

We cannot count
All the ecstatic lovers who are dancing there
Behind the mysterious veil.

True art reveals there is no void
Or darkness

There is no loneliness to the clear-eyed mystic
In this luminous, brimming
Playful world.

~ Hafiz


From ‘The Subject Tonight is Love’, translated by Daniel Ladinsky.

 Hafiz, whose given name was Shamsuddin Muhammad, lived in the 14th century in Shiraz and is the most beloved poet of the Persians. As well as writing classics of Sufi literature, he became a famous Sufi Shaykh.