To Build a Swing
-Hafiz

You carry
All the ingredients
To turn your life into a nightmare-
Don’t mix them!

You have all the genius
To build a swing in your backyard
For God.

That sounds
Like a hell of a lot more fun.
Let’s start laughing, drawing blueprints,
Gathering our talented friends.

I will help you
With my divine lyre and drum.

Hafiz
Will sing a thousand words
You can take into your hands,
Like golden saws,
Sliver hammers,

Polished teakwood,
Strong silk rope.

You carry all the ingredients
To turn our existence into joy,

Mix them, mix
Them!

This entry was posted on Sunday, October 11th, 2009 at 3:43 pm and is filed under Magpie Girl.
Tags: poetry, Sacred Life Sunday



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