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The Alps (Saints Bowing in the Mountains)

I came across this poem recently as part of a guided meditation on happiness. I fell in love with it immediately.

From “I Heard God Laughing: Poems of Hope and Joy” by 14th century Persian Sufi poet Hafiz and translated by Daniel Ladinsky.

Saints Bowing in the Mountains

Do you know how beautiful you are?
I think not, my dear.

For as you talk of God,
I see great parades with wildly colorful bands
Streaming from your mind and heart,
Carrying wonderful and secret messages
To every corner of this world.

I see saints bowing in the mountains
Hundreds of miles away
To the wonder of sounds
That break into light
From your most common words.

Speak to me of your mother,
Your cousins and your friends.
Tell me of squirrels and birds you know.

Awaken your legion of nightingales –
Let them soar wild and free in the sky
And begin to sing to God.
Let’s all begin to sing to God!

Do you know how beautiful you are?
I think not, my dear,

Yet Hafiz
Could set you upon a Stage
And worship you forever!

 

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