To Know You

In the blanket darkness where I am alone with your thoughts,
 My heart is pure as a gentle flowing river,
 Intense love arises from its depths; the world disappears.
 While, you sleep in a faraway bed,
 A lamp burns steadily at my core,
 It burns for something more than togetherness,
 It burns to understand you,
 To understand the invisible string that runs through ether,
 Through time,
 Through the sketchy reality of what everyone calls life,
 I need to know what is it that He put in my heart and yours,
 That the need to know more of you doesn't die.

The Song of the Sufi Masroof