Love Beyond Possession (Shakespearean Sonnet) Poem by ashok jadhav

I do not claim thee as the earth claims gold,
Nor bind thee with the chains of fleeting pride;
Thy heart, a bird, cannot by hands be told
To stay where only trust and freedom guide.
True love delights in simply letting be,
In seeing thee exist, both whole and free;
It asks no pledge, no lock, no boundary,
Yet blooms more bright than any grasp could see.
To hold in mind, not hand, is still to know
The sacred pulse that joins two souls as one;
And in release, affection learns to grow,
Its force enduring long when grasp is done.
O love, unbound, beyond all fetter's art,
Thou teaches that the truest keep is heart.