Paraphrase from Rumi (largely via Coleman Barks)
You say, Who is at the door?
I say, Your servant.
You say, What do you want?
I say, To see You and bow.
You say, How long will you wait?
I say, Until you call.
We talk through the door. I claim a great love...
You say, Such claims require a witness.
I say, This longing, these tears...
You say, Who did you come with?
I say, This majestic imagination that you gave me...
What is your intention?
What do you want from me?
Where can you live safely...?
What will this bring you?
A peace that saves us...