We are always seeking the quintessence of love in our mind
Do we at any time realize, if it is thereas we stand near it?
Is that possible to explain it in a simple word?
Does it come and fill our heart unknowingly, without effort?
As a ripple in the shore kissing our feet
And sweeping away the sand underneath them?
Or does it echo in our hearts and revereberates
In our lifewhen it is present?
We are seekers always on the march!
Is it a sparkle in the eyes?
Is it a fragrance permeating as from the sweetest spring?
Or is it a gossamer string that bind two hearts together?
Or a precious pearl that develops in an oyster?
A cup filled with the nectar or ambrosia?
Is thatthe fawn of a steer appearing in the moon?
Or an oasis in theever sweltering heat of the desert?
Or a magic spell that envelop us in its hold?
Or a sentiment that cannot be uttered in one word?
Tell me what it is….
Explain to me the manifestations of suchan emotion,
My beloved, if you can as you get the drift
And immerse in it!
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