The Clay Bowl’s Destiny The Ship you are riding on, Look where it is Heading: Your body’s port is the graveyard. Realizing the destiny of each clay bowl Tossed into the sky With no one to Catch it I finally Accepted the Beloved’s kind offer To enroll In His sublime, Ball-busing course Of Spirit Love. – Hafiz Hafiz has such a humorous and playful relationship with God. With a love like that, what is there to fear?