But remember,
it is by failures that lovers
stay aware of how they are loved.
Failure is the key
to the kingdom within. Your prayer should be, “Break the legs
of what I want to happen. Humiliate
my desire. Eat me like candy.
It’s spring and finally
I have no will.”
—Rumi, Mathnawi, III, 4391 – 4472)
both legs broken—
still this desire to crawl
on my hands
*
wanting to send
a dozen long-stemmed
dreams
*
thrown into the ring
wrestling
myself
*
walking five paths
never taking
a single step
*
pulling back
the veils of the heart—
your footprint
*
not looking
for an answer—
so she said
*
beside the sunflowers
naked except
this strand of what ifs
*
sweet failure
loving
you