READ--LOOK--WRITE! 05

READ

THE LUTE WILL BEG

You need to become a pen

In the Sun's hand.

We need for the earth to sing

Through our pores and eyes.

The body will again become restless

Until your soul paints all its beauty

Upon the sky.

Don't tell me, dear ones,

That what Hafiz says is not true,

For when the heart tastes its glorious destiny

And you awake to our constant need

For your love

God's lute will beg

For your

Hands.

--Hafiz

LOOK

I had wanted to share pictures on these READ--LOOK--WRITE! posts, but I became concerned about copyright issues.  You may have noticed I took down most of the images I had previously posted. So while I'm figuring that out, I invite you to take a look at a special Pinterest page I've created, with the images I've been looking at this week.  I will update it every week and include the link in each week's post.  Thanks for your patience, and I hope you enjoy!

This week's images 

WRITE!

Your hand smelled like a bear claw

That night,

After you fingered me in the car.  

You washed it clean,

because that night

You were going home to hibernate.

You pried me open

because you were hungry,

And angry.

All I wanted to do

Was curl up inside you,

Conscious, and warm.

In my dreams

I followed you through the Ages.

Your angel.

Your sacrifice.

You turned to me blindly,

Without knowing it,

Again and again.