You

I win, you win,
I laugh, you laugh with me,
I cry, you hold your tears,
And put your arms around me,
I fail, you feel the pain,
I am lost, you find me again,
I worry, you tell me it’s ok,
And when I squeal in excitement,
You can barely contain your joy,
You are the constant that stays,
You have many faces,
A mother, a brother, a sister, a lover,
A nobody who quietly watches me smile,
The world is such an adventurous place,
With you to share my wondrous space,
In failure, in triumph,
I look for you,
I now believe,
God doesn’t exist outside of ‘you’.

The Song Of The Sufi Masroof