Muhammad’s Twin

A few years ago, Frank’s Aunt Theresa gave me The Gift, a book of poems by Hafiz. I once read that you should read a poem every day, so I keep it in Bea’s playroom and have been working my way through it, one poem at a time. I like to only read one poem a day, even if it’s a short one, so that I can really mull it over.

When she gave me the book, Theresa said I needed to randomly open to a poem and that would be my poem. I did, and I was a bit disappointed by my selection. It wasn’t as …poetic as I was hoping for. But, since it was my poem, I’ve read and reread it over the years. And, the more I reread it, the more it resonates with me. It is a beautiful poem and very reflective of me.

Like so many things, it has taken some time, but now it is my poem.

Muhammad’s Twin

I

Know

The one you are looking

For.

I call that man Muhammad’s

Twin.

You once saw Him, so now your eyes

Are weaving a great net of tenderness

That will one day

Capture

God.

Do you have a favorite collection of poems?