K.I.S.S.

Silly Hafiz, always making me cry. What can I say? The fella had a way with words.

Every child has known God, 
Not the God of names, 
Not the God of don’ts, 
Not the God who ever does Anything weird, 
But the God who knows only 4 words. 
And keeps repeating them, saying: 
“Come Dance with Me , come dance.”

-Hafiz

And what if that was all? What if we kept it so simple, and danced?