Here is another poem written by the Persian master Hafiz. It is taken from The Gift, translated from the Persian by Dan Ladinsky.
DROPPING KEYS
The small man builds cages for everyone he knows, while the sage, who has to duck his head when the moon is low, keeps dropping keys all night long for the beautiful rowdy prisoners.
When we treat students with love and respect, we recognize them as PEOPLE who yearn for freedom in the ways that they learn, and that is enough. Good storyasking is no more than dropping keys for our students.