Love's Victory Poem by Kusum Gokarn

Every strand of silver hair,

Proves love's victory over time's snare;

Every wrinkle in the face,

Sweet memories in the mind does trace;

As the numb coldness of death draws near,

The touch of compassionate warmth drives out fear;

As the body sinks earthwards,

The call of the Beloved beckons the spirit heavenwards;

As life wastes away and moments die,

Friendly smiles and cheers alone stand by.