I know the way you can get
When you have not had a drink of Love:
Your face hardens,
Your sweet muscles cramp.
Children become concernedAbout a strange look that appears in your eyesWhich even begins to worry your own mirrorAnd nose.Squirrels and birds sense your sadnessAnd call an important conference in a tall tree.They decide which secret code to chantTo help your mind and soul.Even angels fear that brand of madnessThat arrays itself against the worldAnd throws sharp stones and spears intoThe innocentAnd into one's self.O I know the way you can getIf you have not been drinking Love:You might rip apartEvery sentence your friends and teachers say,looking for hidden clauses.You might weigh every word on a scaleLike a dead fish.You might pull out a ruler to measureFrom every angle in your darknessThe beautiful dimensions of a heart you onceTrusted.I know the way you can getIf you have not had a drink from Love'sHands.That is why all the Great Ones speak ofThe vital needTo keep remembering God,So you will come to know and see HimAs being so PlayfulAnd Wanting,Just Wanting to help.That is why Hafiz says:Bring your cup near me,For I am a Sweet Old VagabondWith an Infinite Leaking BarrelOf Light and Laughter and truththat the Beloved has tied to my back.Dear one,Indeed, please bring your heart near me.For all I care aboutIs quenching your thirst for freedom!All a Sane man can ever care aboutIs giving Love!