“Angry At The Road, At God” (Rumi)

A black sky hates the moon. I am that dark nothing. I hate those in power. I am invited in from the road to the house, but I invent some excuse. Now I am angry at the road.

I do not need love. Let something break me. I do not want to hear anyone’s trouble. I have had my chance for wealth and position. I do not want those.

I am iron resisting the most enormous magnet there is. Another pulls straw to it. That makes me angry.

We are molecules spinning here, four, five, six of us. What does that mean, five, six? I am angry at God.

You do not understand, being out of the water. You resemble the sun? I hate likenesses.

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