My lady, that did change this house of mine
Into a heaven when that she dwelt therein,
From head to foot an angel's grace divine
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It is really tiresome that I and perhaps you cannot rate poems anymore because some messed up computer thingee can only respond to a vote by demanding we sign in again and again and again. Really getting tiresome. Neither can I track down the comments that notifications to my e-mail tell me about.
Ah, what is left of life, now she is dead, - - -This line tells the unvarnished truth about grief, but it is only one of the truths about the death of a loved one. There is the truth that there is still life to be lived and enjoyed and shared with others- so many people need to be loved out there, so many could use a good and wise friend.
I have read a modern translation of all of Hafiz's poetry and I believe he was one of the greatest poets that ever lived. He also was known to be a Perfect Master having attained Cosmic Consciousness.