I Am Not and I Am Yours

No real judge of poetry, I am including these as they occurred primarily because they came-- and entirely of themselves-- during my devotionals. They seem a little Rumi-ish, which I wish I could take more credit for, but the inspirational always succumbs to the mold in which it is applied and those were the limits in which they found themselves. Better to be hollow, but I made no means for poetry, not being one. The phrase "I am not and I am Yours" would eventually become my zikr.

Broken if you would break me

Hollow as a reed of a flute

Stirred by your breath only
Breathe through me that I might be song.

If I would stand
You would make me.
If I would fall so be it too.
If you made the moon rise
I would love it
Love it because you made it move.

Stars burn forever
in light of your love.
Souls burn ignited too
because their fires
burn brightly my love
brightly forever for you.

I am Not
and I am Yours

What would you ask of me lover
What would you ask that I do
I have no will nor desire
That is not animated by you.
The Face that I face is faceless
Yet beautiful beyond all compare
Perhaps I might see myself there in the mirror
but I do not know who I am
I do not know who I am.