Persia, ancient or not, has me in her hold.
While I have always loved the poetry of:
I have learnt silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet strange, I am ungrateful to these teachers.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
today I learned of another, Hafez:
Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.