Asking For The Hand of Marriage
When someone becomes quiet in this world,
really quiet, those who aren’t may turn
to them,
even from behind a wall or from a great distance.
It is like a touch they, the unstill, wanted
a touch that can come from the invisible,
come from an intimate region of the benevolent spirit
in someone in true peace.
Unknown to most, one asks for the hand of
marriage wherever their gaze falls.
I have to stop myself here;
sometimes I just cannot help but to cheer
something that has never quite been put into words before,
as that last line
about a “marriage” we always seek.
This is all I can say now.
If there is something in your mind obstructing your vision,
Let someone who can see, read all this to you.
Let someone who can see, read all this to you.
This poem is an example of Hafiz being quite cryptic and simultaneously mystical. If we think of marriage as a union, or as our heart's desire to wed with something else, it can be everything that Hafiz has described. I like this song as a "First Dance" song.
18th Floor Balcony, Blue October
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