Hafiz in Shiraz…

Last night, my Iranian friend kept referencing Persian verses from the poetry of Hafiz in a conversation we were having on madness, and this mad world…

You don’t have to act crazy anymore —
We all know you were good at that.

Now retire, my dear,
From all that hard work you do
Of bringing pain to your sweet eyes and heart.

Look in a clear mountain mirror
See the Beautiful Ancient Warrior
And the Divine elements
You always carry inside…

— Hafiz