Hoopoe

O Hoopoe of the east wind,

To Sheba I shall send you.

Take heed from where to where

I shall send you

Pity a bird like you

Lodged in a well of sorrow.

From here, to the nest of devotion

I shall send you

In quest of love

There is no near or far but only now.

I see you whole, and my fealty

I shall send you

Whispering in the winds

Each dawn and dusk,

Convoys of sweet invocations

I shall send you

Love's face

Reveals the joy of all Creation

In the God-reflecting mirror

I shall send you