I have been tricked by flying too close <br />to what I thought I loved. <br />Now the candleflame is out, the wine spilled, <br />and the lovers have withdrawn <br />somewhere beyond my squinting. <br />The amount I thought I'd won, I've lost. <br />My prayers becomes bitter and all about blindness. <br />How wonderful it was to be for a while <br />with those who surrender. <br />Others only turn their faces on way, <br />then another, like pigeon in flight. <br />I have known pigeons who fly in a nowhere, <br />and birds that eat grainlessness, <br />and tailor who sew beautiful clothes <br />by tearing them to pieces.<br /><br />Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-have-been-tricked-by-flying-too-close/
