You made me sing...by Rumi

I used to be shy. You made me sing. I used to refuse things at table. Now I shout for more wine. In somber dignity, I used to sit on my mat and pray. Now children run through and make faces at me. ~Rumi,  from Rumi Birdsong: Fifty-Three Short Poems

I used to be shy.
You made me sing.

I used to refuse things at table.
Now I shout for more wine.

In somber dignity,

I used to sit
on my mat and pray.

Now children run through
and make faces at me.

~Rumi, 

from Rumi Birdsong: Fifty-Three Short Poems