our union

for your drizzly thursday afternoon:

our union is like this:

you feel cold so I reach for a blanket to cover

our shivering feet.

a hunger comes into your body
so i run to my garden and start digging potatoes.

you ask for a few words of comfort and guidance and
i quickly kneel by your side offering you
a whole book as a gift.

you ache with loneliness one night so muchyou weep, and i say here is a rope, tie it around me,

i will be your companion for life.

-Hafiz