Reading this Hafiz (translated by Ladinsky) poem made me think about Egypt and how wouldn't it be just amazing if the need were great enough to get people to hold hands and climb out of the difficulties together. (Aside: excited to tour around Cairo next week! On the program some great spiritual sights and Sufi ecstatic dance.)
A
Great Need
Out
Of a
great need
We
are all holding hands
And
climbing.
Not
loving is a letting go.
Listen,
The
terrain around here
Is
Far
too
Dangerous
For
That.
