Opening Doors, Dropping Keys, and Setting Prisoners Free

Sunday morning the new guy preaches again. He jokes and sings. He’s not afraid to say what’s true.

He’s not afraid.

He sees the stressed look on my face and winks. The man reminds me of Hafiz—the way he goes about humming and opening doors.

I take a deep breath of fresh air and give thanks.

Open Gate by Tym

Dropping Keys
– Hafiz

The small man
Builds cages for everyone
While the sage,
Who has to duck his head
When the moon is low,
Keeps dropping keys all night long
For the

“The Spirit of the Lord is on me,
    because he has anointed me
    to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners
    and recovery of sight for the blind,
to set the oppressed free…” – Luke 4:18 (NIV)

The featured image of birds in flight,  not visible in every format, is by Anne Yungwirth. Used with permission.
“Dropping Keys” is in The Gift: Poems by Hafiz translated by Daniel Ladinsky, 1999. Used with permission.
“Open Gate” by Tym. Used with permission.
© Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim 2013
Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without permission from Esther Hizsa is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used provided there is a link to the original content and credit is given as follows: © Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim 2013

About Esther Hizsa

Esther is a spiritual director and writer. She lives in Burnaby with her husband, Fred, and they have two grown children and two grandchildren.
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