Saturday Poem

Beautiful Empty Pages

What kind of work
Can I do in this world?

Who would be kind enough
To hire an old holy Bum,

One with a great reputation
For loving the charms
Of the lawless
And the wild artists and the lewd?

Maybe I could become a poet.

Maybe the Beloved
Will make my love so Pure

That He will come to sit upon
All my beautiful empty pages.
And when you come to look at them,

He might kick you
With His Beautiful Divine Foot.

by Hafiz
I Heard God Laughing
renderings of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky