I took a book of poems from off my bookshelf just now entitled “THE GIFT” by the great Sufi master Hafiz and opened it randomly to this poem. I thought you might have a good laugh reading it . . . as I do each time I revisit it. I give you Hafiz:
TIRED OF SPEAKING SWEETLY
Love wants to reach out and manhandle us, Break all our teacup talks of God.
If you had the courage and Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights, He would just drag you around the room By your hair,
Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world That bring you no joy.
Love sometimes gets tied of speaking sweetly And wants to rip to shreds All those erroneous notions of truth
That make you fight within yourself, dear one, And with others,
Causing the world to weep On too many fine days.
God wants to manhandle us, Lock us inside of a tiny room with Himself
And practice His dropkick.
The Beloved sometimes wants to do us a great favor:
Hold us upside down And shake all the nonsense out.
But when we hear He is in such a “playful drunken mood”
Most everyone I know Quickly packs their bags and hightails it Out of town.”
That was fun sharing. Until I get the urge to blog again and share more of my fun-loving elder wisdom,
Be love. Be loved.
Anthony
Healing Tones 
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