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?
Friendship.
What do you want from me?
Grace...
Where can you live safely...?
In Surrender.
What will this bring you?
A peace that saves us...
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