Deepening The Wonder
Death is a favour to us, But our scales have lost their balance.
The impermanence of the body Should give us great clarity, Deepening the wonder in our senses and eyes
Of this mysterious existence we share And are surely just traveling through.
If I were in the Tavern tonight, Hafiz would call for drinks
And as the Master poured, I would be reminded That all I know of life and myself is that
We are just a mid-air flight of golden wine Between His Pitcher and His Cup.
If I were in the Tavern tonight, I would buy freely for everyone in this world
Because our marriage with the Cruel Beauty Of time and space cannot endure very long.
Death is a favour to us, But our minds have lost their balance.
The miraculous existence and impermanence of Form Always makes the illuminated ones Laugh and Sing.