I like how you blush

I like the way you blush, God

the season spring,

the season summer, the season

fall, the hour of winter

and that magnificent season

existence!

yes I love the way you blush, my

Lord, when we are sometimes

near.

                                    Hafiz

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O Lord

waiting for the sun

I think about You

I think about leaves turning brilliant

and skies turning gray

I think of snow on the mountains

and crisp mornings

of frost on the flowers

I think of the smell of smoke in the air

and the rustling of the wind

in the Aspens

I think of deer

Tiptoeing through the pines

and horse

leaning over the fence

chastising me

for not feeding them earlier

I think of quail

fatly (my own made up word) running to

gobble the sunflower seeds the

crossbeaks have left behind

of cats

slinking through the grass

thinking “dinner”

as the quail scatter

ah your world lord

it is as much a sign of your love

as the blush

of a woman (or man)

in the presence of her (or his)

beloved

Thank you