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All day long
The earth shouts
“Gee, thanks.”
Such an exuberant gee,
It starts throwing
Things
As if God were passing by in a parade encouraging
Rowdy behavior
By looking so beautiful –
That a whole avalanche of mania swoops in!
I like the idea of throwing things at God,
And especially – His making us rowdy!
Thus, as soon as Hafiz is out of bed
I start stuffing large sacks
With old shoes, cucumbers,
And
Prayers
For the upcoming
Consecrated
Free-for-all –
And who knows
What else.
--Hafiz of Shiraz
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