Oh please may I follow your caravan,
and savor the sweetness of your camels' droppings
as they circle the Earth...
As they pause to release their golden rain
upon the thirsty wayfarers.
Oh Please, let me carry the broom to sweep
the stray morsels off their cosmic path.
And water them and massage their feet
at the end of the day.
Then, while they rest, perhaps I will sip a bit
from their golden casks,
Just to lighten their loads.