Today, now, this is when
we can meet the friend, now, as the sun comes up.
The beloved, who yesterday was so distant, today is kind and bringing food.
Someone who knows this one
and is not demolished and completely reborn, that one is made of marble, not blood and bone and brain and eyes and hair.
Gabriel knocks on the friend’s door. Who is it? Your servant. Who came with you? Your love. Where? In my arms.
But the whole world is in love with me. What you have brought is a common thing. Go away.
Now Shams comes along, a walking fire beyond anything I can say.
Adam A. Azim 