Dropping Keys

 

The small man

Builds cages for everyone

He

Knows.

While the sage,

Who has to duck his head

When the moon is low,

Keeps dropping keys all night long

For the

Beautiful

Rowdy

Prisoners.

– Hafiz

 

 

Thank you so much for the keys, Lord.  We are free to go.

 

 

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