swimmingly

Because I borrowed the book at least a year ago,
and forgot to read it until now when it's time to return it to its owner,
you get to read a random Rumi poem
out of which I have edited the G-word
for human consumption.
(feel free to substitute your personal synonym) :

It's a habit of yours to walk slowly.

You hold a grudge for years.

With such heaviness, how can you be modest?

With such attachments, how do you expect to arrive anywhere?

Be wide as the air to learn a secret.

Right now you're equal portions clay 

and water,  thick mud.

You are so weak.  Give up to grace.

The ocean takes care of each wave

till it gets to shore.

You need more help than you know.

You're trying to live your life in open scaffolding.

Say Bismillah,  In the Name  of [   ],

as the priest does with a knife when he offers an animal.

Bismillah your old self

to find your real name.

dear Rumi,

two days before Christmas I sacrificed the animal.

on New Years Day my blood flowed again,

this time from laughter.

My name is Max.