My Heart's Grace Poem by Naveed Akram

The gracefulness of my heart
Beats by itself and for the sight.
How gentler it stood as understanding,
How kinder was the repose in heavens.

The gratitude of my soul is in the heart,
Hardly before a moment has begun,
Just when seeing is the time of the time.

So enjoy the spring and summer
Like the joy of joys, the enigma of sizes,
The mystery of calamities, and beauties
Of stagnant oceans.

My heart is vaster than the souls of your
Families and nations, of your very deeds.
The compassion taught is from the friend,
Who lacks nothing like the love wrought by your
Turn, and each turn, and each twist.