• haseeb_haqaani 6w

    The Gift

    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,
    I quickly kneel at your side offering you
    This whole book
    As a gift.

    You ache with loneliness one night
    So much you weep

    And I say,
    Here's a rope,
    Tie it around me,

    I
    Will be your companion
    For life.

    –Hāfiz of Shirāz