A Rambling Soull Poem by Hira Amir

I thought my soul was lost and wandering,
I wanted to reach where my soul was But....not Alone

Presence of someone can make the journey beautiful and i wanted to make my voyage pleasing...

I thought my soul was lost...
Lost in search of someone who was steadfast.....
And faith shines equal arming me from Fear

I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood, i exist as i am, that is enough....

There was a thinking bowl
So here is my Rambles Soul....
The pleasures of heaven are with me and pains of hell are with me..!

Oh my Ramble Soul
I am behind you following you in an involuntary Sigh.......
Oh my Ramble Soul