Companion

For Imran: God bless you and your bride.

My load is heavy, let me rest

My aching self a bit,

But only for a moment lest

I tarry where I sit.

I know I'll slip along the way,

And suffer every plight

As I walk in the scorching day

And in the dark of night.

I may not bear the strength to rise

Above my many pains,

For obligation comes to me

In many different strains.

But come now, take my weary hand

Consolingly in yours,

So I may see you understand

What all the world ignores.

And in return, I promise you

With all my heart and mind

A constant love, and every peace

My faithful hand may find.

I pray to Him upon His Throne

That shades all Will Divine,

That I forevermore be yours,

And you, forever mine.