I was speck of dust....by Rumi

I was speck of dust measured in molecules 
Now I am rising mountain peak, snow crapped.


I was forgotten like coffee grains in an empty pot
Now I am surging light leading a multitude.

You erased my famine, unpicked my anger
Your energy charges my voice, It radiates my heart.

Now I am alive with the ore of word pouring
From my lips like molten lava glittering with joy.

~ Rumi
Rubaiyat 1966
Words of paradise:Selected poems of Rumi
by Rafique Abdulla Page 95
Art "Joy Of Freedom" - by Freydoon Rassouli