What Should We Do About That Moon?

A wine bottle fell from a wagon and broke open in a field.

That night one hundred beetles and all their cousins gathered.

And did some serious binge drinking.

They even found some seed husks nearby and began to play them like drums and whirl.

This made God very happy.

Then the “night candle” rose into the sky and one drunk creature, laying down his instrument, said to his friend – for no apparent reason,

“What should we do about that moon?

Seems to Hafiz most everyone has laid aside the music tackling such profoundly useless questions.

The Gift, Poems by Hafiz the Great Sufi Master


  1. Great poem. Joyous poet, that Hafiz. A line I love from Hafiz:
    I wish I could show you,
    When you are lonely or in darkness,
    The Astonishing Light
    Of your own Being.


  2. I’m delighted to have discovered your blog (thanks to Susan) and sadly, because of Brandon’s death. I love Hafiz, as you probably know. And am continuously surprised and reminded of God’s seeming openness and exhuberance by his images. Thanks for posting this poem, Michael. Much love and appreciation is being sent your way.


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