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                                        If You Will,
                                        Lift your eyes
                                        to the skies
                                        a moment,
                                        clear
                                        your vision
                                        of the debris
                                        gathered
                                        centuries old,
                                        be bold,
                                        let go
                                        of the ties
                                        that bind
                                        and grind
                                        like sand
                                        deeply into
                                        the crevices
                                        of your BEing,
                                        allow all
                                        to be washed
                                        away as if
                                        with a fresh
                                        summer's rain,
                                        gain new
                                        insight,
                                        allow light
                                        bright
                                        with beauty
                                        to shine out
                                        without
                                        doubt,
                                        pure
                                        radiant
                                        luminosity
                                        into the world.
                                        
                                        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.)