Ode 1620

There is a passion in me
that doesn’t long for anything
from another human being.
I was given something else,
a cap to wear in both worlds.
It fell off. No matter.
One morning I went to a place beyond dawn.
A source of sweetness that flows
and is never less.
I have been shown a beauty
that would confuse both worlds,
but I won’t cause that uproar.
I am nothing but a head
set on the ground
as a gift for Shams.