housesitting for goddess

A Potted Plant--Hafiz

I pull a sun from my coin purse each day.

And at night I let my pet the moon
Run freely into the sky meadow.

If I whistled,
She would turn her head and look at me.

If I then waved my arms,
She would come back wagging a marvelous tail
Of stars.

There are always a few men like me
In this world

Who are house-sitting for God(dess-- my edit).
We share His (her) royal duties:

I water each day a favorite potted plant
Of His/Hers--
This earth.

Ask the Friend for love.
Ask Him/Her again.

For I have learned that every heart will get
What it prays for
Most.

From: 'The Subject Tonight Is Love'