"I was dead, then alive.
Weeping, then laughing.

The power of Love came into me,
and I became fierce like a lion,
then tender like the evening star.

He said, "You're not mad enough."
You don't belong in this house."

I went wild and had to be tied up.
He said, "Still not wild enough
to stay with us!"

I broke through another layer
into joyfulness.

He said, "It's not enough."
I died.

He said, "You're a clever little man,
full of fantasy and doubting."

I plucked out my feathers
and became a fool.
He said, "Now you're the candle
for this assembly."

But I'm no candle. Look!
I'm scattered smoke."

Rumi

kaleidoscope - annie & craig huber
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