Just sit there right now Don’t do a thing Just rest.
For your separation from God, From love,
Is the hardest work In this World.
Let me bring you trays of food And something That you like to Drink.
You can use my soft words As a cushion For your Head.
The Gift: Poems by Hafiz Translations by Daniel Ladinsky
May this blog provide you with “a cushion for your head” and “trays of food” to eat.
May you feel comforted, inspired and supported to reach for a life that fulfils you.
May it begin today.