Wednesday, March 01, 2006

A Tethered Falcon

My heart sits on the Arm of God Like a tethered falcon Suddenly unhooded.
I am now blessedly crazed Because my Master's Astounding Effulgence Is in constant view.

My piercing eyes, Which have searched every world For Tenderness and Love, Now lock on the Royal Target-- The Wild Holy One Whose Beauty Illuminates Existence.

My soul endures a magnificent longing.

I am a tethered falcon With great wings and sharp talons poised, Every sinew taut, like a Sacred Bow, Quivering at the edge of my Self And Eternal Freedom,

Though still held in check By a miraculous Divine Golden Cord.

Beloved, I am waiting for You to free me Into Your Mind And Infinite Being. I am pleading in an absolute helplessness To hear, finally, your Words of Grace: Fly! Fly into Me!


[Hafiz]

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