That dragon, under stress of poverty, is a little worm, (but) a gnat is made a falcon by power and riches.
Keep the dragon in the snow of separation (from its desires); beware, do not carry it into the sun of Iraq.
So long as that dragon of thine remains frozen, (well and good); thou art a mouthful for it, when it gains release.
Mortify it and become safe from (spiritual) death; have no mercy: it is not one of them that deserve favours;
For (when) the heat of the sun of lust strikes upon it, that vile bat of thine flaps its wings.
– Rumi, Trans Reynold Nicholson, excerpt from ostadeldeahi.com
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Cosmic Flotsam 