(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.