it felt love

I am ever grateful to Hafiz, the 14th century Sufi poet and mystic, who beautifully articulates in this poem what my blog (now) explores:

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.

May we ALL feel "the encouragement of light against [our] being,” trusting the divine process of our hearts’ opening.