Archive for July, 2009

LXVIII.

Posted in Uncategorized on 31 July 2009 by ms. v

From Hafiz. Via my yoga teacher. Found here, after class, when I hadn’t quite got it memorized.

And

for no reason

I start skipping like a child.

And

for no reason

I turn into a leaf

that is carried so high

I kiss the sun’s mouth

and dissolve.

And

for no reason

a thousand birds

choose my head for a conference table,

start passing their

cups of wine

and their wild songbooks all around.