सोमवार, मई 10, 2010

A fiction in form

Think its love?
Think not
Hide and Seek - Seek and find
An illusion in the mind
Powerful accusation indeed
Love cannot be captured
An emptiness to feed
Emotion that is shaped like a heart
A fiction in form
Will only be torn apart
With expectations created
And conditions that have no place
What would happen if we tried to contain space?
Love is something unexpected
A pleasant surprise
Not always easily explained
Like the sun, the moon, the starts, the sunset and the sunrise
Surrender the fear, the ego, the race
Be in stillness dear one and love will reveal its Divine Face

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