I’m Thine

I am that ocean now in foam and tide;

I am that sun, but now in rays abide.

I move and burn, and then reverse my course;

I shine and glow and then grow low and hide.

I am that sea now gathered in a tear.

I am that universe now centered here.

I am that book of destiny which seems

To form a lonely dot of hope and fear.

I am a rose that grows on hills of love

I am a soul that learns the drills of love.

I am a heart in agony and joy.

From fire and chills and woes and thrills of love.

What if a sword should rob me of my sight,

What if a wind should send my soul to flight.

What if a nail were driven through my hands,

I still would feel thy presence and thy light.

 If I am trapped in flesh and lust--I’m thine

And though I doubt your ways, or trust--I’m thine.

Whether I cling, whether I part--you know.

Whether I break or keep my heart--you know.

Whether I crown my head or drown my eyes,

My goal from end to start--you know.

I find my illness in you, my cure in you.

I part from you and then endure in you.

If knives would cut my tissues each from each,

My naked soul is ever secure in you.

By Baba Taher

Source: iran-daily.com