Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Dropping Keys

A poem from my favorite Persian poet, Hafiz:

The small man
Builds cages for everyone
He
Knows
While the sage
Who has to duck his head
When the moon is low,
Keeps dropping keys all night long
For the
Beautiful
Rowdy
Prisoners.

2 comments:

  1. wow...simple yet deep
    nice blog and poetry:)

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  2. Short poem yet very nice..God love u

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