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.
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
My palm kisses yours
For you to grasp
Its Warmth
Is yours
To feed you
This World you enter
I Create for you
to Play
to Blossom
Never forget
She says
The role you chose
The Dream you must fulfill
I’ll take you there
I’ll smooth your path
So hold firm
the Hand that Leads you
The time is Now
You cannot wait
In me
I ask for Trust
For Faith
For Resolve
I gave you a Warrior’s blood
It courses through your veins
Like brassy liquid gold
The moment has arrived....
The hourglass
It begs to turn....
To see you Leap
from your Nest
Before it Burns
to ashes
Beneath you
It’s Time
To Fly
To Feel
To Roam Free
The Risks you fear
Mere Shadows and Dust
that crumble in your Gaze
Believe
In me
As I Deliver
These words that will Guide you
Your Gaze alone
Will crush your Fear
So look it in the Eye
With Boldness
With a Lion’s Heart
I Beseech you
So take that risk
This very second
No time to wait
No Space to Deliberate
Free yourself
From the pain of Less
Less than you came here to do
The Brilliance that
You feel within
the Tale that was told
It’s true
U were designed for this
Made in a Mould
of Infinite Graciousness
Your Soul cannot be Small
Never forget
She says,
Never forget this Song.....
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I love it! The Hourglass and warriors blood, thru the gaze..
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This poem was written at a very intimate moment....after I had travelled deep in introspection. It was profound for me to watch the words emerge of their own accord. I'm glad the experience was profound for you too.
Thank you for your comment :)
LOVE
Mahira A.