XHULI SPAHIU

 

Threads Of Destiny

 

We walk on roads we did not draw,

Through silent hope and hidden law,

Each step we take, each choice we make,

A thread in fate we cannot break.

 

The stars above in quiet gleam

Reflect the shape of every dream,

Yet still we doubt, yet still we roam,

Searching for a place called home.

 

Is destiny a written line,

Or something shaped by yours and mine?

A fragile path, a shifting sea

Or simply who we choose to be?

 

The Quiet Hand

 

There is a hand we cannot see,

That guides our lost uncertainty,

Through storms that bend and winds that cry,

It lifts our hearts when hopes run dry.

 

We chase tomorrow, fear the past,

Not knowing which of these will last,

Yet in between the now and then,

Destiny writes us once again.

 

Not all is chance, nor fully planned,

But something more we barely understand,

A whisper soft, a silent plea

To trust the path we’re meant to be.

 

XHULI SPAHIU

 

XHULI SPAHIU (04/11/1969)–Gjilanë-Kosovo 🇽🇰 Poet and writer who firmly believes in the power of words to change people's lives. Through her poems and books, she shares messages of positivity, hope, and peace, inspiring readers to think deeply and find strength within themselves. Her mission is to help others through her writings, offering light in difficult moments and guidance for a more mindful and harmonious life. Three times featured in the Book of Records for her peaceful mission and internationally recognized as a peace icon, she uses every word as a tool to open hearts and sow hope. For her, writing is not just an art – it is a way to connect people, spread love, and create a better world, one sentence and one poem at a time.