the thousand-stringed instrument

our own heart must teach us

 

The heart is

The thousand-stringed instrument.

Our sadness and fear come from being

Out of tune with love.

 

All day long God coaxes my lips

To speak,

So that your tears will not stain

His green dress.

 

It is not that the Friend is vain,

It is just your life we care about.

 

Sometimes the Beloved

Takes my pen in hand,

For Hafiz is just a simple man.

 

The other day the Old One

Wrote on the Tavern wall:

 

“The heart is

The thousand-stringed instrument

That can only be tuned with

Love.”

 

Hafiz

the gift

 

this is the way of heaven


 

Filling

to fullness is not

as good as stopping

at the right

moment.

 

Oversharpening

a blade causes its edge to be lost.

Line your home with treasures and you

won’t be able to defend it. Amass possessions,

establish positions, display your pride:

Soon enough disaster drives

you to your

knees.

 

This is the

way of heaven:

do your work, then

quietly step

back.

 

The Tao te Ching of Lao Tzu,

Chapter 9


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