Dropping Keys

May 21, 2009 at 8:41 pm Leave a comment

I’m still reading through The Gift, and this poem by Hafiz completely changes the way I’ve been looking at many things I do that feel completely insignificant:

The Beautiful Rowdy Prisoners

The small man
Builds cages for everyone
He Knows.
While the sage,
Who has to duck his head
When the moon is low,
Keeps dropping keys all night long
For the Beautiful
Rowdy
Prisoners.
I am so grateful for this vision! Now I can see my efforts as dropping keys for some future prisoner to unlock his/herself and that is a blessing!
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