Between Your eye and this page
I am standing.
Between your ear and sound
The Friend has pitched a golden tent
Your spirit walks through a thousand times
A day.
Each time you pass the Kaaba
The Sun unwinds a silk thread from your body.
Each time you pass any object
From within it
I bow.
If you are still having doubts about His nearness
Once in a while debate with God.
Between
Your eye and this page Hafiz
Is standing.
Bump
Into Me
More.
By Hafiz, A Great Persian Poet
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