Your destiny is winding toward the Perfect.
To Hafiz, perfect meant complete. If you do not give up walking with the crowds, you will not find your true path. If you never walk upon this path, which is the true home of your soul, you will neglect to fulfill all aspects of your destiny. This reminds me of something Gibran said on working, a "requirement" that takes away time from "passion". Unless of course, you are one of the fortunate ones, living, as Gibran put it, via the idea that "Work is love made visible."
To Hafiz, perfect meant complete. If you do not give up walking with the crowds, you will not find your true path. If you never walk upon this path, which is the true home of your soul, you will neglect to fulfill all aspects of your destiny. This reminds me of something Gibran said on working, a "requirement" that takes away time from "passion". Unless of course, you are one of the fortunate ones, living, as Gibran put it, via the idea that "Work is love made visible."
Gibran On Work (full version here):
And what is it to work with love?
It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart,
even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth.
It is to build a house with affection,
even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house.
It is to sow seeds with tenderness and reap the harvest with joy,
even as if your beloved were to eat the fruit.
It is to charge all things you fashion with a breath of your own spirit.
Work is love made visible.
And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste,
And what is it to work with love?
It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart,
even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth.
It is to build a house with affection,
even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house.
It is to sow seeds with tenderness and reap the harvest with joy,
even as if your beloved were to eat the fruit.
It is to charge all things you fashion with a breath of your own spirit.
Work is love made visible.
And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste,
it is better that you should leave your work
and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.
No one can hand you your destiny, but it is true that joy may lead you in the right direction. Gibran knew that a teacher cannot give you his wisdom, but rather implore you to find your own: "The musician may sing to you of the rhythm which is in all space, but he cannot give you the ear which arrests the rhythm nor the voice that echoes it."
The rhythm you beat to is inside.
No one can hand you your destiny, but it is true that joy may lead you in the right direction. Gibran knew that a teacher cannot give you his wisdom, but rather implore you to find your own: "The musician may sing to you of the rhythm which is in all space, but he cannot give you the ear which arrests the rhythm nor the voice that echoes it."
The rhythm you beat to is inside.
God Bless The Broken Road (2005), Rascal Flatts
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