He said, “You’re not mad enough.
You don’t belong in this house.”
I went wild and had to be tied up.

He said, “Still not wild enough
To stay with us!”

I broke through another layer
Into joyfulness.

He said, “It’s not enough.”
I died.

He said, “You’re a clever little man
Full of fantasy and doubting.”

I plucked out my feathers and become a fool.
He said, “Now you’re the candle
For this assembly.”

But I’m no candle. Look!
I’m scattered smoke……!

- Rumi