My Dear Beloved Poem by Anita Sharma

My dear beloved yesterday
i saw you in my dreams
and you gave me a message,
your message is Love so,
let it be mine message too.
Love is my color and my climate.
the only religion to get you is love.
all else is nothing but mind-churning dreams.
There is no way to get you without love.
one has the real wealth if love is remembered,
you are the fragrance of love.
i went on searching for peace and Divinity,
and here you are full of divinity and godliness.
When I say divine is, I mean
all is full of godliness and,
happiness is full of God.
i see you in The green of the trees,
and the red and the golden.
i hugged a tree and felt
the fragrance of you.
i feel grateful towards existence
as your existence is being felt by me.
all you is about divine love! ! ! ! !