God’s Bucket

If this world

Was not held in God’s bucket

How could an ocean stand upside down

On it’s head and never lose a drop?

If your life was not contained in God’s cup

How could you be so brave and laugh,

Dance in the face of death?

There is a private chamber in the soul

That knows a great secret

Of which no tongue can speak.

Your existence, O love my dear

Has been sealed and marked

“Too sacred,” “too sacred” by the Beloved-

To ever end!

Indeed God

Has written a thousand promises

All over your heart

That say,

Life, life, life

Is far too sacred to

Ever end.

- Hafiz (Sufi poet)