But My Spirit Was Always You

I found the shape of my soul in his eyes
And his eyes captured my little beautiful world
He moved within my spirit
My silence and my blusterous voice
He is the rudder and sail of my soul
And the tide which brings me to the shore
Without him my soul does nothing
But tosses and drifts
Or else be held at a stand still in the middle of the sea
He summons my broken words
Into a song made sweeter by his love
He turns the rivalry of my fragments
Into oneness and melody
That would have burned me to destruction!

~Qadri Madiha

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