The Holy Lamp – Poem of the Month

By Hafiz

In the morning
When I began to wake,
It happened again
That feeling
That you, Beloved,
Had stood over me all night
Keeping watch,
That feeling
That as soon as I began to stir
You put Your lips on my forehead
And lit a Holy Lamp
Inside my heart.

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