Solomon was busy judging others, when it was his personal thoughts that were disrupting the community. His crown slid crooked on his head. He put it straight, but the crown went awry again. Eight times this happened. Finally he began to talk to his headpiece. 'Why do you keep tilting over my eyes?' 'I have to. When your power loses compassion, I have to show what such a condition looks like.' Immediately Solomon recognized the truth. He knelt and asked forgiveness. The crown centered itself on his crown. When something goes wrong, cause yourself first. Even the wisdom of Plato or Solomon can wobble and go blind. Listen when your crown reminds you of what makes you cold toward others, as you pamper the greedy energy inside. ("Solomon's Crooked Crown" translated by Coleman Barks, Rumi, printed 2006)