Yesterday, for my birthday, Isabel gave me a pocket-collection of sayings of Hafez (received with much pleasure!) It was interesting to compare it with the writings of Rumi, some 100 years before, with which I was more familiar. Rumi is positive, inspiring; Hafez struggles among difficult social times. I'd like to live with Rumi, but the current times grimly point to Hafez.
Maybe it's time I came back to my Christian home, which I think encompasses the two.
P.S. These struggles with words are essential - indeed, they are a defining aspect of the human - but my heart draws me to the wholeness of the land and all that it supports.