The Poem Is You
The Poem Is You The poem is you, Sweet darling. The melody and harmony Are You, Sweet soulsong. The rhythm, the dance, You as well. The masterpiece is you, Sweet heartlight. The brushes, the paint, The canvass too. You are the heavens, You are the earth. You are the death, You are the birth. God is closer than your breath, More vital than your jugular. Shams has naught to tell you, Save breathe! © 2007 Shams-i-Heartsong Sign in to see full entry.