It is pouring outside.
The sound of the rain is beckoning me to sleep...
Some Fill With Each Good Rain
Hafiz of Shiraz – Persian Poet 1315-1390
There are different wells within your heart.
Some fill with each good rain,
Others are far too deep for that.
In one well
You have just a few precious cups of water,
That "love" is literally something of yourself,
It can grow as slow as a diamond
If it is lost.
If it is lost.
Your love
Should never be offered to the mouth of a
Stranger,
Stranger,
Only to someone
who has the valor and daring
who has the valor and daring
To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife
Then weave them into a blanket
To protect you.
To protect you.
There are different wells within us.
Some fill with each good rain,
Others far, far too deep
For that.
2 comments:
Thanks so much for commenting on my blog ... because now I got to (virtually) meet you, too! It is such a small world. How exciting about Snug Furniture! I can't wait to see more. And I *loved* your interview on The Decorating Diva! I look forward to seeing what you'll be up to next. :-)
I love this May!
I am posting it to my bulletin board. Now how do I cut and paste falling rain? Just kidding.
Sending you warm thoughts...
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