I am a sculptor, a molder of form.
In every moment I shape an idol.
But then, in front of you, I melt them down
I can rouse a hundred forms,
but when I look into your face,
I want to throw them in the fire.
In this house of mud and water,
my heart has fallen to ruins.
Enter this house, my Love, or let me leave.
~Rumi,(Divan of Shems of Tabriz)