I have felt you in air, in the cold
In the rain that pours down on me
Every little thing that makes me alive
You are in it, without you being anywhere close
But its fine that way, I don't mind a void presence
I feel more connected, more fused, inseparable
I fear your presence a reality, it hurts me more
Reminds me that you are different, not like me
Not looking for me in anything, not thirsty for me
Your love is defined for me in a way so limited
And my expanding every minute, every second.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a good write, Deepti.... a full 10+++++