<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=459731" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Never say it is not God</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never say it is not God. <br>Hafiz said that, lived it. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And that’s all really: <br>no need to dress it up, <br>make a poem of it, <br>claim it, as if <br>I thought of it first.. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And anyway it’s personal: <br>you and I could spend days <br>discussing what the last word means; <br>finish up hating each other. <br>It happens. And they have <br>a rifle in their hand, a bomb. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s a divine game, <br>the game God plays. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You know the games all lovers play: <br>‘Where are you darling? ’ <br>‘I’m not here.. come and find me…’ <br>ah yes - the bedroom… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘You only love me for my body…’ <br>‘Yes darling… but I love you for your mind too, , , ’ <br>‘But you’re always arguing with my mind…’ <br>‘Yes darling – that’s why I love you…’ </div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘Will you love me when I’m old and wrinkled and crumbly? ’ <br>‘Darling, I’ll love you all the more…’ </div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘I love every bit of you…’ <br>‘Ah but do you love me with every bit of you…? ’ </div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘I’m a striped tiger come to eat you up every bit…ggrr…’ <br>‘And I’m a lion come to gobble up the tiger…’ </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah yes, the games that lovers play… <br>What makes you think God does not love <br>to play these games with you? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And even when you call Him God, <br>and not your Lover, or your Friend, <br>as Hafiz does - and many other names beside, <br>that could be His best game of all… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">when the whole universe <br>and all its creatures, run <br>toward you, calling out <br>‘I’m Yours… I’m yours for life…’ <br>as lovers do. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never say it is not God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=459731" data-title="Never say it is not God de Michael Shepherd" data-description="Never say it is not God. Hafiz said that, lived it. And that’s all really: no need to dress it up, make a poem of it, claim it, as if I thought of it first.. And anyway it’s personal: you and I could spend days discussing what the l..."></div> </div> </div>

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