17 August 2005

Hafiz Dance.

This is an amazing poem I would like to share.....
I wish I could speak like music.

I wish I could put the swaying splendor of the fields into words

So that you could hold Truth against your body and dance.

I am trying the best I can with this crude brush, the tongue,

To cover you with light.

I wish I could speak like divine music.

I want to give you the sublime rhythms of this earth and the sky’s limbs

As they joyously spin and surrender, surrender against God’s luminous breath.

Hafiz wants you to hold me against your precious body

And dance, DANCE.
This poem, by the Fourteenth century Persian poet, Hafiz, names my wishes. I wish I could put the swaying splendor of the fields into words. I wish my words could persuade you of the abundance and beauty of life and invite you to dance.

I wish I could speak like music.

The story goes that Siva and Shakti, the divine couple in Hinduism, are in their heavenly abode watching over the earth. They are touched by the challenges of human life, the complexity of human reaction, and the ever-present suffering in the human experience.

As they watch, Shakti spies a miserably poor old man walking down the road. His clothes are shabby and his sandals are tied together with rope. Her heart is wrung with compassion. Touched by his goodness and his struggle, Shakti turns to her spouse and begs him to give this man some gold.

Siva looks at the man for a long moment. “My dear,” he says to Shakti, I cannot do that.”

Shakti is astounded. “What do you mean? You are Lord of the Universe. Why can’t you do this simple thing?”

“I cannot give this to him because he is not yet ready to receive it,” Siva replies.

Shakti becomes angry. “Do you mean to say that you cannot drop a bag of gold in his path?”

“Surely I can,” Siva replies, “but that is quite another thing.”

“Please, my sweetheart” says Shakti.

And so Siva drops a bag of gold in the man’s path. The man meanwhile walks along thinking to himself, “I wonder if I will find dinner tonight-or shall I go hungry again?” Turning a bend in the road, he sees something on the path in his way. “Aha,” he says. “Look there, a large rock. How fortunate that I have seen it. I might have torn these poor sandals of mine even further.” And carefully stepping over the bag of gold, he goes on his way.

There’s beauty, hiding in the ordinary, shining like gold, and we don’t even know it.

We all know the challenges of human life, the complexity of human reaction, and the ever-present pain inherent to the human experience.

We know there is misery, poverty, greed, despair, power to destroy millions of people, environmental abuse, and exploitation of people and of the earth.

The more we are in touch with the fullness of life, open to its beauty, as well as its pain and joy, its preciousness, the more we engage, with compassion, the world’s need.

In the stories of Jesus, a rabbi, a teacher among the Jews, he is said to have come among people that “they may have life, and have it abundantly.”

Jesus was grounded in the Hebrew scriptures which praise the earth as a home, sustaining, lifegiving, and good.

He saw the beauty of the lilies of the field, the power of sharing to feed the hungry.

He showed that no matter the circumstances, the dignity and abundance of our lives lie in our own hands- “what you make of what you’ve got.” You have responsibility for how you act in response to your life.

The human virtues which give life its meaning and depth and value are neither exceptional nor impossible. They are within our grasp.

Our tools to make an abundant life are the commonplace virtues of faith and trust, integrity, honesy, perseverance, loyalty, commitment, and love. The dignity and abundance of our lives lie in our own hands, and the means of achievement are available to us.

Would you like to DANCE......


At Monday, November 24, 2008 2:06:00 PM, Blogger WickedAmers said...

My pastor read this poem to us at church yesterday among others by Hafiz and I was blown away. Who could imagine literature from the 1400 could be so relevant and affective today. He is much like Shakespeare in that regard. One thing I find true that there is much knowledge and good to be found in all religion and every culture.


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