Sunday, July 07, 2013

Hightailing It Out of Town

Somewhere in The French Quarter


Tired of Speaking Sweetly

Love wants to reach out and manhandle us,
Break all our teacup talk of God.

If you had the courage and
Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights,
He would just drag you around the room
By your hair,
Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world
That bring you no joy.

Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly
And wants to rip to shreds
All your erroneous notions of truth

That make you fight within yourself, dear one,
And with others,

Causing the world to weep
On too many fine days.

God wants to manhandle us,
Lock us inside of a tiny room with Himself
And practice His dropkick.

The Beloved sometimes wants
To do us a great favor:

Hold us upside down
And shake all the nonsense out.

But when we hear
He is in such a "playful drunken mood"
Most everyone I know
Quickly packs their bags and hightails it
Out of town.

From: 'The Gift', by Hafiz
Translated by Daniel Ladinsky

2 comments:

Martin said...

Difficult for me to understand this. I interpret it like that our notions of God and his truth can only be incomplete and erronous because it is incomprehensible for us. On the contrary, religions often seem to have a different opinion ;-)

Charlotte Hamrick said...

Your view is interesting, Martin. Mine is that God wants believers to question the dogma of The Church, to shake us up and make us think for ourselves.

I especially like, "Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly
And wants to rip to shreds
All your erroneous notions of truth

That make you fight within yourself, dear one,
And with others

Causing the world to weep
On too many fine days"

To me, this is pointing out the tragedy of religious fanaticism and the error of it's teaching.