Dance when you're broke open

Pale sunlight,
pale the wall.
Love moves away.
The light changes.
I need more grace
than I thought.

Dance, when you’re broken open.
Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off.
Dance in the middle of the fighting.
Dance in your blood.
Dance, when you’re perfectly free.

A secret turning in us
makes the universe turn.
Head unaware of feet,
and feet head. Neither cares.
They keep turning.

~ Rumi