A Gift Of Love Poem by Tushar Ray

In that peaceful multihued fall evening
Just in time for my daily meditation
A bird song loomed near out of nowhere
In my mental space claiming my attention
And traveled straight into my inner heart
Without seeking my formal permission:
My "I" was quick to recognize it
Melting into the melody as we both met

I was busy in my consciousness workout
When that happened
About to dive deep as the experience goes
Making an all-out effort to melt my mind
Into my embodied feeling
Like the nestled bird nurturing her eggs
To fetch her young

My mind then chose to dwell in my throat
Close to my tongue
As the nectar of bird song began flowing
For myself to taste
And Yoga between the bird and me was done
As I tuned into the blissful soul with mine

Heart-felt song and the singer are inseparable
Coming from the deepest core of a devout soul
So, bird-song still echoes my heart even now
Though many a days have gone by
Asserting, the nature of unconditional love
Is mystical like that somehow!
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