Between Your Eye And This Page

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