My friend, Andrew, gave me a gift titled, appropriately, The Gift, a book of poetry from Hafiz, the Great Sufi Master. Reportedly, the poems may be more Daniel Ladinsky (the author/translator) than Hafiz, but either way the poetry is great fun. I try to read a few each morning, and although I am not ready to call it yet, an early favorite has emerged. Other than a meager attempt at a title for this blog entry, I leave this short poem to your individual interpretations.
THE SUN NEVER SAYS
Even
After
All this time
The sun never says to the earth,
“You owe
Me.”
Look
What happens
With a love like that,
It lights the
Whole
Sky.
Starting to Look Up 