a birthday poem

For Naazia

" and when all of creation gathered, before taking
first breath,
and we were but souls, humble in God's Light,
and before all our knowledge of Life, Love
and Death,
and we were but souls, warm in God's Light,
and next to my soul, shone one like my
own twin,
for we were but souls, glowing in God's Light,
and she would be there for when Life
would begin,
When we were but souls, content in God's Light.

Soul Guardian

Soul Guardian,
Sole Guardian,
Keeper of my heart,
The memory walks a well-trod road,
And still I draw the path,

Thoughts will find time to stray
To an afternoon of rapture
When but a glance was all that
Needed to claim my heart its capture.