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What drunkenness is this that brings me hope— Who was the Cup-bearer, and whence the wine? That minstrel singing with full voice divine, What lay was his? for ’mid the woven rope Of song, he brought word from my Friend to me Set to his melody. The wind itself bore joy to Solomon; The Lapwing flew from Sheba’s garden close, Bringing good tidings of its queen and rose.
Source Hafiz (Bell), Poem 19 · 📖 Read the full passage
✨ To meditate on today
According to Hafiz, a Persian poet, a simple melody can bring news of the Friend and restore hope, just as the wind bore joy to Solomon and the lapwing brought him good tidings from the land of Sheba. Today, listen to a song, a bird or the wind as a messenger of good news, and let it give you back a little hope.
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