Hafiz: Your Shape of Laughter

 Your Shape of Laughter

 

Let my words become like a skilled

Potter's hands,

Quieting,

Smoothing your life

With their knowledge,

Reaching into your tender core

And spreading you out

Like the morning

 

That leaps from the sun's amused wink

Onto hills, brows, and backs of so many

Beautiful laboring beasts.

 

God's duty is to make perfect

All your movements of mind, of limb,

And your ascending shape of laughter.

 

 Watch the way my hands dance

With their diamond-edged brilliance

 

Cutting you open with music,

Reaching into your heart 

And spilling the night sky-jar you carry

That is always full of giggling planets and stars.

 

 My words are a divine potter's wheel.

If you stay near to me,

Please,

Stay near to me —

 

And Hafiz will spin you into

Love.

 

— Hafiz

From The Subject Tonight is Love