Love's Splendor Poem by Minnoor srinivasan

Love's splendor friendly gesture
Provide the naked soul vesture
Passion and being are full of charm
Petty things do not harm!
Dream of thorny woods now fled
Beyond hatred, beckons love's floral bed
Love the child help the soul - mate
Nature maternal comes to sublimate
Then all life is sacrament, game
Well-played beyond reproach and fame
Loneliness hatred are erased no trace
Of such darkness on Bliss's Face!