She holds my hand
These past few days have been interesting.... I’ve been restless and awake. Sensing the warmth and presence of an invisible hand embracing mine . It leads me gently in a new direction, that's foreign and unknown. I'm being invited to walk a different path than I’m used to... Last night I felt compelled to express this feeling on paper. I wrote this poem in less than 15 minutes, and was surprised by some of what poured forth. If you’re reading this poem...this message is for you..... BlisSsss KisSsess Mahira A. SHE HOLDS MY HAND written by Mahira Amir Khan In my Heart...I feel a Stirring...... Something new is Calling me.... a whisper so sweet So Primal It wakes the Deepest parts of me I remember this Voice She sang for me Upon my Birth She left her gift of Joy Under my Heart Wrapped in a Bow It sits in patient Beauty Never forget She says That I am here So Come to me For all your needs ...