Y..... Ice And Vapour

A hard start of the day A loud quarrel with my son Yes, a real hard start today Puberty seems to go on and on A whole day of fuming Hardening my heart This one I am not accepting Now he went too far Then in the evening, before we met, In my inbox in my phone A message from a Sufi poet Melted my heart of stone. A dropp of water, said the poet, Make it cold and it will freeze to solid Then add some heat or warmth to it And it immediately becomes fluid The solid icy phase is static, cannot move Just like a bitter heart is cold and full of limitation Then let forgiveness in, all will improve The solid melts or even will go to sublimation Still add more warmth and kindness to it all The gaseous state is soon achieved And our heart and our soul Will float, expand, what a relief I threw away my plans for a cold shoulder I let my frozen heart melt a bit My miserable day seemed soon to be over Forgiveness now was filling it When I returned from work, I smiled to him Thanks to that message in the mail. I received a warm handshake in return All ice melted, warmth and love prevail