You embrace some form
saying, “I am this.”
By God, you are not this
or that or the other
you are “Unique One”
“Heart-ravishing”
you are throne and palace and king
you are bird and snare and fowler
like water in jar and river
are in essence the same
you are spirit are the same
you every idol
prostrates
before you
your every thought-form
perishes
in your formlessness
Jalalud’din Rumi