The right place


This place where you are right now

God circled on a map for you.


Wherever your eyes and arms and heart can move

Against the earth and sky,

The Beloved has bowed there.


Our Beloved has bowed there knowing

You were coming.

I could tell you a priceless secret about

Your real worth, dear pilgrim,


But any unkindness to yourself,

Any confusion about others,


Will keep one

From accepting the grace, the love,

The sublime freedom

Divine knowledge always offers to you.


Never mind, Hafiz, about

The great requirements this path demands

Of the wayfarers,


For your soul is too full of wine tonight

To withhold the wondrous Truth from this world.

But because I am so clever and generous,

I have already clearly woven a resplendent lock

Of His tresses


As a remarkable truth and gift

In this poem for you.