Your Face by Rumi

You may be planning departure, as a human soul  
leaves the world taking almost all its sweetness  
with it. You saddle your horse.

You must be going. Remember you have friends  
here as faithful as grass and sky.

Have I failed you? Possibly you’re 
angry. But remember our nights of conversation,  
the well work, yellow roses by ocean,

the longing, the archangel Gabriel  
saying So be it. Shamsi Tabriz, your face,  
is what every religion tries to remember.