I Know The Way You Can Get

I know the way you can get

When you have not had a drink of Love:

Your face hardens, Your sweet muscles cramp.

Children become concerned

About a strange look that appears in your eyes

Which even begins to worry your own mirror And nose.                                                                                                 Squirrels and birds sense your sadness And call an important conference in a tall tree.                                              They decide which secret code to chant  To help your mind and soul.                                                                                 Even angels fear that brand of madness That arrays itself against the world And throws sharp stones and spears into The innocent  And into one’s self.

O I know the way you can get If you have not been drinking Love:  You might rip apart Every sentence your friends and teachers say, Looking for hidden clauses.

You might weigh every word on a scale Like a dead fish.

You might pull out a ruler to measure From every angle in your darkness The beautiful dimensions of a heart you once Trusted.                                                                                                                                                                                             I know the way you can get If you have not had a drink from Love’s Hands.

That is why all the Great Ones speak of The vital need To keep remembering God, So you will come to know and see Him As being so Playful And Wanting, Just Wanting to help.

That is why Hafiz says: Bring your cup near me.                                                                                                                        For all I care about Is quenching your thirst for freedom!                                                                                                        All a Sane man can ever care about Is giving Love!

Very little is written on the  14th century poet, Hafiz.  Myths, rumors and tales swirl around the Persian like the “name” he earned, hafiz, which is a title given to someone who is said to have memorized the Koran. Hafiz is known to have done so in fourteen different ways.

I know the Way You can Get makes it to the top of my all-time favorite poems. I  am convinced that Hafiz wrote this for me or to me. Or perhaps, I wrote this poem at the beginning of time and Hafiz had stolen the words from my heart hundreds of years ago.

How true it is that the universe, your universe and mine is out of synch without that drink of love. Inside your very being there is disruption without love. Visible to all creatures: small and mighty and to God and his messengers affected by your need to drink from the cup of love. And Lord knows, as well as this author, that at the very core of evil exists the absence of love.

Hafiz equates the presence of love to freedom. For without love we are bound by chains, burdens and torment.

I Know the Way You Can Get when you are giving away all of your love: alive, free and truly who you are meant to be.

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