Let me be the Wine (14, from 'Muhammad, my Only Other')

O’ love,
Let me be the wine that you drink,
The mead that will drive you blind,
To end your speculating,
To end all thinking,
To bring you to Him,
As you brought me to Him,
Singing His gentle hymn,
Awake and in the closeness
Of my peaceful dreams.

Let me be the coffin of your doubts,
The bonfire of all your sadness,
The kindling to burn away
This world and all her weariness.