Troubles?

by Editore S|Published 13 April 2015

Troubled?
Then stay with me,
for I’m not.
Lonely?
A thousand naked amorous ones
dwell in ancient caves
Beneath my eyelids.
Riches?
Here’s a pick,
My whole body is an emerald that begs,
“Take me.”

Write all that worries you on a piece of parchment;
Offer it to God Even from the distance
of a millennium I can lean the flame in my heart
Into your life
And turn
All that frightens you
Into holy Incense Ash.

Hafiz