Wednesday, May 18, 2011

beautiful hands



.


.
This is the kind of Friend
You are -

Without making me realize
My soul's anguished history,
You slip into my house at night,
And while I am sleeping,
You silently carry off
All my suffering and sordid past 

In Your beautiful 
Hands.


.
~ Hafiz
from The Subject Tonight is Love
translation by Daniel Ladinsky



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