Words
are at least five fingers,
in width,
From the heart
of the Goddess
Narayan has learned this...
The Heart's Attachment,
TO ANYTHING
Even
to sweet words
causes
both
Pleasure and Pain
something we gave up
in preschool
after Hafiz first
took out his big stick
So,
It's really quite simple,
It's time
to climb higher,
Higher
Than those
Enchanting words
And Beautiful Forms,
To the very top of the Tree house,
Where
Our Beloved is Always Dancing
in Ecstasy...
I will meet you there...
Swaying in Bliss in
the Soft Moonlight...
Catching blue feathers
and
throwing magical stones,
right in my direction.
Narayan
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