When the Violin
When
the Violin
Can forgive the past
It starts singing.
When the violin can stop worrying
About the future
You will become
Such a drunk laughing nuisance
That God
Will then lean down
And start combing you into
His
Hair.
When the violin can forgive
Every wound caused by
Others
The heart starts
Singing.
-Hafiz
(A special thank you to my friend Karen Morgan for loaning me her father's violin to photograph!)
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