Here is a poem I read today in class, also by Hafiz, from the book "The Gift"
The Idiot's Warehouse
I know the idiot's warehouse
Is always full.
I know each of us
Could run back and forth from there
All day long
And show everyone our vast collection.
Though tonight, Hafiz,
Retire from the madness for an hour,
Gather with some loyal friends
Or sit alone
And
Sing beautiful songs
To God.
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