
Day: June 12, 2024
The mystical poet who can help you lead a better life
http://www.bbc.com/culture/story/20170109-the-mystical-poet-who-can-help-you-lead-a-better-life
Shams-ud-din Muhammad Hafiz (c. 1320-1389) is one of the most beloved poets of the Persians, and is considered by many – from different cultures – to be one of the seven literary wonders of the world. Ralph Waldo Emerson and Johann Wolfgang von Goethe both agreed. As Emerson said of Hafiz: “He fears nothing. He sees too far, he sees throughout; such is the only man I wish to see or be.” And Emerson gave Hafiz that grand and famous compliment, “Hafiz is a poet for poets.”
Hafiz has no peer – Goethe
Both Goethe and Emerson translated Hafiz. And after Geothe’s deep study of him, simply – though remarkably – stated, “Hafiz has no peer.”
Hafiz poems were also admired by such diverse notables as Nietzsche and Arthur Conan Doyle, whose wonderful character Sherlock Holmes quotes Hafiz. Garcia Lorca praised the Sufi poet. Johannes Brahms was so touched by his verse he used several in his compositions. And even Queen Victoria was said to have consulted Hafiz in times of need – which has been a custom in the Middle East for centuries. The Fal-e Hafiz, is an ancient tradition in which a reader asks Hafiz for advice when facing a difficulty or at an important juncture in their life – treating his books as an oracle and opening them with a deep wish from their soul for guidance.
Is there sacredness in this world now?


We sense the sacred in these peaceful walls
Yet men have died in places that appal
Women too and children then unborn
Fell into cold dark earth in lands forlorn
As our weapons grow, our hearts are hard
The people live in Gaza behind bars
The water all polluted as taps drip
Is this war or is it vengeance fit?
In Britain, it’s the poor who lose the war
As it was when Jesus Mary bore
Yet here are clerics blessing marching bands
A military show for all the land
The genocide in Europe of the Jews
The self destructive actions of the proud
The fields of France filled sick with blood and bone
Who are we to cast judgemental stones?
The War’s not over when the fighting stops
The soldiers and the tortured suffer shock
The widows and the parents all bereaved.
The unborn children hover in unease
We let the prisoners out from camps of death
But who would take them in or take their path?
The injuries will travel down the years
As still we fight and still we live in fear
It’s Europe’s grasp and greed which was the cause
Of death in Gaza, Syria, in long wars
Yet we judge we are more civilised
When we self defend with bitter lies
Starvation nation
Are you worried that you’ll suffer starvation?
Are you one of the poor of our nation?
There is pi in the sky
God only knows why
Mathematics is no good for emotion.
At the end of the month we were short
Our money had got very taut
Instead of a roast
We tried baked frogs on toast
Now we’re both feeling stunned and remote
I can’t say I love a red pepper
And my husband prefers unsmoked kippers
But we all have to eat
Try cows heels or their feet
And just keep your lip a bit stiffer.
I am glad I can pay income tax
When I have paid it I love to relax.
So I must go out to work
I’m an MP, see me smirk
I won’t up your tax that’s a fact
The jobless get kicked

We do know what we ought to do
The words of the prophets are true
But we cannot comply
So others will die
Like the old lady w they shot in a shoe
What is the purpose of poverty
It’s not universal like gravity
Is it to make as afraid
So we work and don’t play?
Every adage has got some veracity
Shoplifting is hard to resist
A few dozen eggs won’t be missed
A bottle of brandy
Wil come in very handy
Steal it for it’s not on request!
The times are a changing Bob Dylan
The women are no longer so willing
Chastity’s in
As our libidos dim
The jobless get kicked for just living
