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Sep 2017
What Am I..

I am the dust, stuck to thy soles,
And wherever thou travel, there it goes,
No more no less, still I am yours,
It is now all that matters.

Me I belong to thee,
It is I know and what I see.
And when you smile, The smile is for me,
I know it, for the smile is me.

Since the moment, You offered me the cup of Ale,
There is a restlessness inside of me like that of un-abating gale,
Is this what they call love or when there is no veil,
Does it matter now that You have set my sail.

With each breath I breath your name,
I do not know but it is now my mane,
With each beat of my heart,
I feel as I am of your lot.

For the eve to come, I eagerly await,
To till my ship and happily sail,
In waters calm and free of gale,
To the land of Eternity, to the land of Divine realm.

(By: Khan, BA)
Written by
Ahmed Ali  66/M
(66/M)   
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