I knew in the noiseless echo of your steps
The cords ran deeper. I knew it in the marks of time no one saw
I knew it from the worsening ache to be someone else, anyone else.
I knew when the mould cracked and forth came a butterfly
Yet with chained wings
I knew even in the flames that grazed my soul, there was another side.
I felt it in the need that weighed me down, so much further
I know still.
~ Momina Arif