Friday, July 15, 2011

Got kin?

Curled up with little black cat, idling through poems by Hafiz this morning:

I Got Kin

Plant
So that your own heart
Will grow.

Love
So God will think,

"Ahhhh,
I got kin in that body!
I should start inviting that soul over
For coffee and
Rolls."

Sing
Because this is a food
Our starving world
Needs.

Laugh
Because that is the purest
Sound.

--Hafiz

Course, I am now contemplating how mightily tasty a freshly-baked cinnamon twirly roll would be right now...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Brilliant Blog, Just Brilliant!

In such few lines, you managed to provide inspirational poetry, food for the soul, make me feel hungry and smile..... like the pattern of a scudding cloud on the canvas of a lawn on a sunny day!

Hope there are ample supplies of tasty rolls at hand.

Brilliant......

Orlaith said...

Thank you very much, though I would lay praise at the door of Hafiz rather than at mine :-)