Bliss Poem by Shelvakumari Thachayil

Should I believe in a higher power
That I can not touch, see, or feel?
If I ever happen to meet myself,
I'd sit graciously on silence's table,
I was never made to do this because 
my life revolved around you
Blessed by your soul,
Lonely times are no more sad
It is called the sweet magic of love
I want to rob you
And take to with me till the end of time
You glow my world with your magical smile 
I realize my love for you is so vast and deep
It makes me forget the world outside
I knew you were my soul mate right when our eyes met
Where the wind had been buried no one knowing you.