
A perfect poem for this perfect full moon night . . . from one of my favourite books, The Gift ~ Poems by Hafiz, Translated by Daniel Ladinsky:
"Something in your soul trusts me
Otherwise it would not let you near these words.
God has spilled a Great One into each of us,
This warrior is always fearless but also always kind.
The only business I am concerned with these days,
Since I heard the Moon's drunk singing,
Is stealing back our flute from Krishna."
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