Once when I was awake and lying beside
my wife, she whispered in her sleep, "Hafiz,
I love you."
I don't think I would trade having heard her
soul speak that way, even for all of heaven
saying the same thing.
But is there a difference? I think loving is
always God, showing us It is here, as much
as the formless can reach into our world.
Photo: Peter Bowers