The clear night sky tried to prepare me for
what it knew would someday happen;

it began to show me ever deeper aspects of
its splendor, and then one evening just directly
asked, Will you be able to withstand your own 
magnificence? 
I thought I was just hearing things, until
a spring orchard I was passing my days with

at the height of its glory burst into song,
about our – every human’s – destiny to burn
with radiance.

Still I felt my ears were playing tricks on me
until the morning came when God tore apart
my chest…needing more room to bloominside.

I began to roll through the streets in ecstasy.
Everyone thought I was crazy.

I hope everyone someday knows how blessed
I was. You will. ~ Hafiz