Tonight's post is a cheater one because my shoulder's sore from all the cleaning yesterday. But it reminds me that God's given me the freedom of choice; to make joy or despair from the circumstances of my life.
To Build a Swing
You carry
All the ingredients
To turn your life into a nightmare --
Don't mix them!
You have all the genius
To build a swing in your backyard
For God.
That sounds
like a hell of a lot more fun.
Let's start laughing, drawing blueprints,
Gathering our talented friends.
I will help you
With my divine lyre and drum.
Hafiz
Will sing a thousand words
You can take into your hands,
Like golden saws,
Silver hammers,
Polished teakwood,
Strong silk rope.
You carry all the ingredients
To turn your existence into joy,
Mix them, mix
Them!
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