CAN YOU BECOME SUCH A KING?

I want that kind of grace from God

that when it hits

I won’t get off the floor for days.  And when I finally

do stagger into a semblance of poise

I will still need a cane and a shoulder to help me walk, and I will need

great patience from any who try to decipher

my slurred speech.

You should forget about knowing the Friend unless

you are willing to kiss the world with

great abandon.

Locked like a pair of dogs,

openly making love

in the streets,

impervious to shouts and pails of water being thrown

and glares from eyes

that pass.

Can you become such an

ego-less

king?

                                                                        -Rumi