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.
