23 March 2011

Different wells in your heart

There are different wells within your heart.
Some fill with each good rain,
Others are far too deep for that.

In one well
You have just a few precious cups of water,
That “love” is literally something of yourself,
It can grow as slow as a diamond
If it is lost.

Your love
Should never be offered to the mouth of a stranger,
Only to someone
Who has the valor and daring
To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife
Then weave them into a blanket to protect you.


Does anyone know the Farsi version of this poem?

2 comments:

Lotus said...

I have no idea Daisy jaan, which hafez poem this is, maybe its a very loose interpretation, with a lot of imaginations added :)

How are you doing these days? Hope all is well.

Daisy said...

Thanks for checking on me :)) I am doing well and trying to be patient, live the moment, and not over thinking about anything and anyone. I think it is working :)