Just sit there right now
Don’t do a thing.
Just rest
For your separation from God
Is the hardest work in this world.
Hafiz
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dark of night they sat
shepherds
not so noble
not so wise
covered with dirt
and the oil of sheep
a little stinky if all were said
dark of night they sat
perhaps silent
perhaps filling the stony hill
with the sounds of ribald song
dark of night they sat
lowest of the low
with thoughts of God perhaps
or only with thoughts
of cold and hunger
and rejection
perhaps the stars shown
or a brilliant moon
perhaps
I have my doubts
that they were seeking God that night
but God was seeking them
and in that seeking
found
and those who simply sat
and watched sheep
looked up in surprise
and reached out dirty hands
and touched God
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