Wallflower peace

Wallflower peace                                                                                        
 
I’ve got this song stuck in my head.
It’s got a good beat.  I give it a 95.
 
When will I cease dancing to its tune?
Get caught up instead in the silence of my Lord?
 
Trade in these irksome gyrations
for the wallflower peace
 
of obeisance and remembrance;
quit the party irrevocably
 
for my Lord’s chamber. 
Have us there a marathon
 
here-and-now heart to heart,
me folded up securely at His feet,
 
silent and rapt, enchanted
by His ancient song of love.
 
O child of God, do not absent yourself
for a moment, advised Hafiz.