Slow the Love (True Whispers)
As the Indian princess lowers her gaze
Looks at the sand at her feet
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In the lullaby of nature when like Jacob blinded For the lost love in deceit the patience when mundane In long waiting for the beloved with blood when Joseph His shirt devoured by wolf and one day when the shirt To the Jacob brought as if the beloved had shown The sight returned to the eyes of Jacob Like visions thou revealeth in fairies and like the shirt My sight I had lost for the treasure in my chest Beyond nature and the world of the known in flash The angel of love with the fervor of goddess What name I give you as none like thyself Like Marry the face soothing your memories are And like touch of Jesus for the dead thou awake In visions and in arms like the child for suckling From the streams of heaven and the mist oblivious My words they love for the raga they need Reality I shall handle in my arms twist In dreams let the beloved my love wake me not They say I am blind but they see not When last night she showed herself like the first Moon of the month or like the star in travel to the north Morning O morning tell the dawn to hold back The story of my love in prologue yet the song When in dancing flame I saw the gorgeous self Beyond she said that I search her for love
Brilliance in composition entwined with another...great and admirable sequels and appreciation...10/10
Like two flowers From a single branch Like one name For the same being Like hearts throbbing With one beat Like two lovers In one casket Like two souls Fly together Like the moth Burned in flame Like two sculptures In sketch one Like love itself Flow unending ................................10, for your brilliant composition that has left me speechless, Reshma.
wow reshma this is a beautiful one anjali