Occupation: Poet Birth: 1326
The lips of the one I love are my perpetual pleasure..
I Have Learned so much from God That I can no longer call myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, A Buddhist, a Jew..
The great religions are the ships, Poets the life boats. Every sane person I know has jumped overboard..
Come, for the House of Hope is built on sand: bring wine, for the fabric of life is as weak as the wind..
Whatis the root of all these words? One thing: Love. But a love so deep and sweet it needed to express itself with scents, sounds, colors that never ….
What Happens What happens when your soul Begins to awaken Your eyes And your heart And the cells of your body To the great Journey of Love? ….
Pulling out the chair beneath your mind And watching you fall upon God What else is there for Hafiz to do that is any fun in this world!.
The only friends who are free from cares are the goblet of wine and a book. Give me wine...that I may for a time forget the cares of the world..
Only a Perfect One who is always laughing at the word two can make you know of Love..
Think of suffering as being washed..
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 ….
All your wounds from craving love Exist because of heroic deeds..
Fear is the cheapest room in the house..
Everyone Is God speaking. Why not be polite and Listen to Him?.
Run my dear, from anything that may not strengthen your precious budding wings. Run like hell my dear, from anyone likely to put a sharp knife into t….
I rarely let the word NO escape from my mouth, because it is so plain to my soul that God has shouted, Yes! Yes! Yes! To every luminous movement in e….
It is not easy to stop thinking ill of others.Usually one must enter into a friendship with a person who has accomplished that great feat himself.The….
Remember for just one minute of the day, it would be best to try looking upon yourself more as God does, for She knows your true royal nature..
How did the rose ever open its heart and give to this world all of its beauty? It felt the encouragement of Light against its being; otherwise we all….
A poet is someone Who can pour Light into a spoon, Then raise it To nourish Your beautiful parched, holy mouth..
When you can make others laugh with jokes that belittle no one and your words always unite, Hafiz will vote for you to be God..