A Year With Hafiz

There's enough here to contemplate for a lifetime.           Maybe you should repeat these words to yourself if you are ever feeling ...

In my world all that remains is the wondrous call to dance and prayer, rising up like a thousand suns, out of the mouth of a single bird.  ...

My heart holds within it a pasture for gazelles and children, a meadow for music, dance, and dreams.            Rumi said, "Let your...

When she began to sing, there was no one who really heard her who was not then glad to be alive.          Does the "really" Hafi...