There's hidden sweetness in the stomach's emptiness ...
We are lutes ... No more ... No less ...
If the soundboxes stuffed full of anything, no music ...
If the brain and belly are burning clean with fasting
Every moment a new song comes out of the fire ...
The fog clears, and new energy makes you run up the steps in front of you ...
Be emptier and cry like reed instruments cry ...
Emptier ...
Write secrets with the reed pen ...
When you're full of food and drink
Satan sits where your spirit should
An ugly metal statue in place of the Kaaba ...
When you fast, good habits gatherlike friends who want to help ...
Fasting is Solomon's ring
Don't give into some illusion and lose your power
But even if you have ... If you've lost all will and control
They come back when you fast ...
Like soldiers appearing out of the ground ... Pennants flying above them ...
A table descends to your tents ... Jesus' table
Expect to see it, when you fast ...
This tablespread with other food ...
Better than the broth of cabbages ...
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