Interreligious, Poems

Fear is the Cheapest Room in the House …

Fear is the cheapest room in the house
I would like to see you living
In better conditions,

For your mother and my mother
Were friends.

I know the Innkeeper
In this part of the universe.
Get some rest tonight,
Come to my verse again tomorrow.
We’ll go speak to the Friend together.

I should not make any promises right now,
But I know if you pray
Somewhere in this world-
Something good will happen.

God wants us to see
More love and playfulness in your eyes
For that is your greatest witness to Him.

Your soul and my soul
Once sat together in the Beloved’s womb
Playing footsie.

Your heart and my heart
Are very, very old

— Hafiz (Your Mother and My Mother) from The Gift

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