We share our tools and instruments and plates;
We are companions on this earth.
As the sun and planets are in the sky.
We are all sentries at our sacred humble posts.
The stones and stars envy the movements
Of your legs and tongue
And call to you to sing on their behalf.
The atoms in your cells and limbs are full of wonderful talents;
They dance in the Hidden Choir Spirit conducts.
This love you now have of the Truth
Will never forsake you.
Your joys and sufferings on this arduous path
Are lifting your worn veil like a rising stage curtain
And will surely reveal your Magnificent Self
So that you can guide this world like Spirit
In the Hidden choir
Spirit and his friends will forever
Conduct.
HAFIZ
