The small man
Builds cages for everyone
He
Knows.
While the sage,
Who has to duck his head
When the moon is low,
Keeps dropping keys all night
Long
For the
Beautiful
Rowdy
Prisoners.
- Hafiz
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"The Gift"
Translations by Daniel Ladinsky
Penguin/Arkana, 1999
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