The Two Souls Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is natural course
Andbinding force
But what brings
Them together to sing?

Can we call it divinely?
That has got blessings from an almighty
To dream and seek
The friendship and speak

The soul addresses
And faces
Any hurdles, if any
To avoid troubles

The eye contact
Transforms into an act
That brings them together
Without any fear

Once agreed
There remains no greed
Jealousy or hatred
The course is rightly led

Heart belongs to each other
Words may not be offered
But eyes speak
Without any take

Vows have been taken
To remain till reaching heaven
Here is binding contact
And that remains as simple fact