YOU KNOW HOW IT GOES
“You know how it goes:
at some point in your life,
you fell in love with someone
and had a glimpse of God.
Then you abandoned life and lover
and started celebrating
your love for God.”Kamand Kojouri
“You know how it goes:
at some point in your life,
you fell in love with someone
and had a glimpse of God.
Then you abandoned life and lover
and started celebrating
your love for God.”Kamand Kojouri
“This is a day of celebration!
Today, we are divorcing the past
and marrying the present.
Dance,
and you will meet God
in every room.
Today, we are divorcing resentment
and marrying forgiveness.
Sing,
and God will greet you
in every tune.
Today, we are divorcing indifference
and marrying love.
Drink, and play that tambourine
against your thigh.
We have so much celebrating to do!”Kamand Kojouri
“I see them
and they see me
but the lovers —
we recognise one another:
there is light in our eyes.”Kamand Kojouri
“I long for the day
when I hear the music
without any song.”Kamand Kojouri
“We don’t find God
in temples and cathedrals.
We don’t find Her
by standing on a prayer rug
or sitting in a pew.
God appears when we love
—and we feel Her presence
when we help one another.
Because God is not found
in mosques and synagogues.
She resides in our hearts.”Kamand Kojouri
“When you are
here,
God is
near.”Kamand Kojouri
“Violinists wear the imprint on their necks with pride
For they are the players of harmony.Pilgrims, too, wear the imprint on their foreheads with pride
For they are the conductors of unity.And Lovers? Why, they are made humble by the imprint on their hearts
For they are merely the instruments of rhapsody.”Kamand Kojouri
“Listen.
Do you see
that you can’t hear snowfall?
Look.
Do you sense
that you can’t see love?
Touch.
Do you grasp
that you can’t catch poems?
Try.
Smell this glass.
Go on taste this cloud.
These material senses won’t get you far until
you feel
the velvet glove caress your soul.”Kamand Kojouri
“Come, lovers.
Come join us.
Bring your empty cups
and sit by the fire.
Let Khayyam and Hafez
reveal to you what you feel.
Rumi will pour the wine
and I will listen.”Kamand Kojouri