I first heard the first lines of this 14th cetury poem on Jack Kornfield's podcast. The words elicited something larger than themselves in the way good poetry does. The first two lines suggest that we make mental prisons for ourselves that perhaps others can see, but do not hold the keys to... " Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living In better conditions" The rest of the lyrics are richly evocative and combined with Hafiz's (some spell or pronounce his name Hafez) sufi-persian background provided fertile ground for 10 pages of sketchbook fantisising over painting a "big one" in 2016. I wanted to keep the colours relatively restricted to blue and pink/reds to mirror the fraternal boy and girl twins in the background of the painting... " Your soul and my soul Once sat together in the Beloved's womb Playing footsie." Have a look around and see how many of the lines you can see either explicitly or implicity illustrated! Enjoy :)
My Mother and Your Mother
Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living In better conditions,
For your mother and my mother Were friends.
I know the Innkeeper In this part of the universe. Get some rest tonight, Come to my verse again tomorrow. We'll go speak to the Friend together.
I should not make any promises right now, But I know if you Pray Somewhere in this world - Something good will happen.
God wants to see More love and playfulness in your eyes For that is your greatest witness to Him.
Your soul and my soul Once sat together in the Beloved's womb Playing footsie.
Your heart and my heart Are very, very old Friends. The Gift, Poems by Hafiz