The self forgets itself
as a frantic dog in a glass temple
barks himself to death;
as a lion, seeing a form in the well,
leaps on the image;
as a rutting elephant sticks his tusk
in a crystal boulder.
The monkey has his fistful of sweets
and won't let go. So
from house to house
Kabir says, parrot-on-a-pole:
who has caught you?
[NOTE: This was originally posted on Nov. 27, 2007.]