Rumi, How very close your soul with mine

how very close is your soul with mine i know for sure everything you think goes through my mind i am with you now and doomsday not like a host caring for you at a feast alone with you i am happy all the times the time i offer my life or the time you gift me your love offering my life is a profitable venture each life i give you pay in turn a hundred lives again in this house there are a thousand dead and still souls making you stay as this will be yours a handful of earth cries aloud i used to be hair or i used to be bones and just the moment when you are all confused leaps forth a voice hold me close i'm love and i'm always yours (Rumi)