from the mouths of ancient poets, a heart, similar.

a cushion for your head

Just sit there right now
Don't do a thing
Just rest.

For your separation from God,
From love,

Is the hardest work
In this
World.

Let me bring you trays of food
And something
That you like to
Drink.

You can use my soft words
As a cushion
For your
Head.

-Hafiz, 1320 - 1389