some of you may recognize his name, he's the translator/renderer of Hafiz poems in several great volumes of poetry; and his grasp of the depth and breadth of the greatness of Hafiz, a 14th century Sufi poet and mystic, is enough to make you weep in ecstatic joy.
anyway, in the wake of recent events, and in the light of many dear friends finding in themselves a desire to embrace the divine, even while they're utterly repulsed by it, here's a Hafiz poem (via Daniel Ladinsky):
We should make all spiritual talk
God is trying to sell you something,
But you don't want to buy.
That is what your suffering is:
Your fantastic haggling,
Your manic screaming over the price!