Poem

Thank-You

In the Spring of your love I strayed wayward
Carelessly gentle yet vigilant with love
To the soft grace of your kisses
I immersed myself softly with thee.

Constantly loving you was the price
Of my freedom, to an eternity.

For the first time in my restless life
I Belonged! ; to a sweet surrender
A peace that saves us from ourself.

Not realising what I was looking for
I found you with a clear discernment
And a joy and pleasure of untold sweetness.

You perfected me from a blurry vision
Before I was lost in the chaos of
Past and future, of an uncertain tomorrow
Now you have blessed me with the perfect present
Where I live in silence and in harmony.

So I thank you with a thousand bows
For you have given me a thousand paradises
And wings of a million angels of light!

An atom became a universe of love,
The imperfect vanished with the arrival of you
So the lamentation of glory was rightly due
Where you lead me ceaselessly is pure bliss
I grasp with awe for letting me share this
So, to love, for love, with love, thee I kiss
Thank-you Thank-you Thank-you for this bliss.

Tipu, Mustapha Rahman
Hove, East Sussex

Bangladeshi Poet, Tipu Rahman, emmigrated to England at the age of 14. Now at the age of 32, his life has been one of misfortune, overcoming the hardships of addiction and poverty. Inspired by 13th Century Muslim poet 'Rumi', Rahman's poems are honest and spiritual with a wisdom well beyond his years.

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