Unison
He comes and talks to me, through me.
Gentle but firm, the voice rises like the sea.
There, beyond the tides, I catch a glimpse of my destiny.
A path un-tread, yet I feel no hesitation.
My mind and heart are in complete unison.
This ecstasy desires neither logic nor reason.
Only yearning to lose myself in this new season.
Shaista E. Khilji
Potomac, MD
Jan 7, 2015
