Light of the Heavens

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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.

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.)