When we pray alone

We are brought thick deserts
And we rarely refuse them
We worship devoutly when we’re with others
Hours we sit, though we get up quickly.

After a few minutes
When we pray alone
We hurry down the gullet of our wanting

But these qualities can change
As minerals in the ground rise inside trees
And become trees, as a plant faces an animal
And enters the animal, so a human
Can put down the heavy
Body baggage and
Be light~

-Rumi-