She sends her signals of unbound love
In little gestures and subtle moves;
An ocean of joys and the crown of life,
She is my soul’s gentle queen;
She throws gentle light from her hiding place
And lights the soul with unending hopes;
We meet in the depths of our primordial roots
And entwine in the crevices of the craving souls.
She breathes my soul, I breathe her soul,
Together we fall and rise in the cosmic whole;
I live in her, and she, in me, indivisible ever,
Impregnable and bound in nature’s celestial tie.
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