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
THE FRIEND
The Vast Emptiness
The Friend
I traversed snow-covered mountains, and lush green valleys
Looking for a friend down distant alleys.
I wandered along brightly lit paths, and in tall graceful buildings,
Seeking for a friend to engage with my feelings.
I searched my hands, my heart, then my soul-
This is where I found the friend who made me whole.
We dwell in harmony and talk in whispers
While seasons turn spring, summers to winters.
There is acuity and profundity in this unison-
Much sweeter than my own imagination!
I want to live in this presence peacefully
Letting my days and nights flow purposefully.
Shaista E. Khilji, Jan 22, 2017, Potomac, MD
The Vast Emptiness
The vast empty land in my being,
Extends into labyrinth of the unseen.
It reminds me of my essence,
And elevates me to a heightened pleasance.
Alone but never lonely
It is here I live and die surely.
I taste your presence in the air-
Across this vastness, and eyes everywhere.
I twirl with ecstasy from hills to valleys
Collecting cheery savvy stories.
What return is of subsequence,
When I lose myself in this ‘nothingness’?
Shaista E. Khilji, Feb 6-9, 2018, Potomac, MD
THE OCEAN
THE OAK TREE
THE OCEAN
The chasm between us is deeper than the ocean
No hope, no breath, not even a plosion.
In faith, I tread its calm waters
Moving across unfamiliar borders.
There are times I feel your presence
Faint, far away, and in the distance.
The silence between us, dark and heavy,
Holds the unspoken emotions within its levee.
Up and down, I ride with the waves
Searching for some wisdom that may save.
Shaista E. Khilji, Feb 15-17, 2018, Potomac, MD
THE OAK TREE
Eyes weary of the outside,
Look inside–
The hollowness there you see,
Sings with thoughts glee and free.
The self-lostness there you feel
Dances in prayer deep.
Beyond this emptiness lies ecstasy,
Your ultimate destiny.
And high above this vacuity,
Grows a tall rustling oak tree.
Arms open wide,
It gives unconditionally.
Shaista E. Khilji, Dec 27, 2016,
Potomac MD
