Time to surrender

A busy start to the week: we're moving offices, which involves bursts of packing/unpacking, bursts of 'regular' work, and bursts of extreme flumpiness which only caffeine and sugar seem to mitigate.

Currently, our lovely new sunshiney office is at the phase where it looks worse before it looks better. Baby steps :-)

Anyhoo, I'm taking a moment out to be quietly inspired by the beauty of 14th-century Persian poet/mystic/seer Hafiz:

I wish I could speak like music.
I wish I could put the swaying splendor

of the fields into words,
So that you could hold Truth
against your body

and dance.
I am trying the best I can

with this crude brush,
the tongue,

to cover you with light.
I wish I could speak like divine music.
I want to give you the sublime rhythms

of this earth and the sky's limbs
as they joyously spin and surrender,
Surrender

Against God's luminous breath.
Hafiz wants you to hold me

Against your precious Body

And dance,
Dance.

♥