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                                        When the last
                                        heaven's light
                                        dazzles your eyes
                                        with the pin points
                                        of stars and
                                        distant desires—
                                        Know that from
                                        the multitude of
                                        infinite possibilities
                                        to draw into the world
                                        for the greatest harvest
                                        of the golden fields
                                        of tomorrow,
                                        only two seeds
                                        need be planted—
                                        those are love
                                        and happiness.
                                        
                                        So when the moon
                                        shines its light
                                        beckoning you
                                        to the time
                                        of planting,
                                        let these thoughts
                                        and words play
                                        like a flute into
                                        your heart and mind
                                        and move you
                                        to dance and sing,
                                        to make more time
                                        and space for love
                                        and happiness.
                                        
                                        In response, and inspired by a poem within the book, THE GIFT, Poems by HAFIZ, The Great Sufi Master, Translations by Daniel Ladinsky.
                                        
                                        Now made into a song, thanks to riffusion, link below if you wish to give it a listen. : )
                                        https://www.riffusion.com/song/5fa35f3b-e627-4bbf-ab4f-3d542f4e632c
                                        
                                        Certainly not to say I am a master or even an apprentice in any way of poetry or mystical insight—all is simply a creative endeavor to see what my own mind and heart may say of the poem, to try and put it into my own words, or simply to respond to the ideas set forth by HAFIZ, and translated by Daniel.
                                        
                                        (My apologies, this footnote will be repeated as I intend, at least presently, to continue in this mode for awhile. I am quite curious how AI will interpret things and how I may work and play, tweek words and such to perhaps change the direction AI is taking, in the end, hopefully to make a dream worthwhile sharing.)