no sleep for you.

The Sad Game.

blame
keeps the sad game going.
it keeps stealing all your wealth-
giving i to an imbecile with
no financial skills.
dear one,
wise
up.


It Felt Love.

how
did the rose
ever open its heart

and give to this world
all its
beauty?

it felt the encouragement of light
against its
being.

otherwise,
we all remain

too

frightened.

...hafiz is one of the few i can visit with at 2:30am, and still retain the lesson the following day...