In Every Breath, In Joy Or Fall— It Is You I Call Poem by Mohammad Younus

In every breath, in joy or fall—it is You I call,
In silence where all echoes stall—it is You I call.

When stars dissolve in night's soft thrall—it is You I call,
Through sorrow's veil, through shadow's pall—it is You I call.

Though roses bloom and tempests brawl—it is You I call,
Within their scent, their thorn, their sprawl—it is You I call.

When all I knew begins to crawl—it is You I call,
From every gate, from every wall—it is You I call.

O hearts that yearn yet fear the fall—it is You I call,
Within your cry, beneath it all—it is You I call.

Though time stands still and worlds forestall—it is You I call,
Beyond the end, beyond recall—it is You I call.

Though MyKoul turns to ash and gall—it is You I call,
And in that ash, a voice stands tall—"It is You I call."

MyKoul