I wait to be light.......by Rumi

When I see you and how you are,
I close my eyes to the other.

For your Solomon's seal 
I become wax
throughout my body. 

I wait to be light.
I give up opinions on all matters.
I become the reed flute for your breath.

You were inside my hand.
I kept reaching around for something.
I was inside your hand,
but I kept asking questions
of those who know very little.

I must have been incredibly simple or drunk or insane
to sneak into my own house and steal money,
to climb over my own fence and take my own vegetables.

But no more.
I have gotten free of that ignorant fist
that was pinching and twisting my secret self.

The universe and the light of the stars
come through me.

I am the crescent moon
put up over the gate
to the festival.

~ Rumi
A Year with Rumi
Daily Readings
By Coleman Barks