(a poem by Hafiz) 

The moon came to me last night 
with a sweet question. 
She said, ‘The sun has been my faithful lover
for millions of years. 
Whenever I offer my body to him 
brilliant light pours from his heart, 
thousands then notice my happiness 
and delight in pointing towards my beauty. 

Hafiz, is it true that our destiny 
is to turn into light itself? 

And I replied, Dear Moon, now that your Love
is maturing we need to sit together, 
close like this more often, 
so I might instruct you how to 
become who you are.