Our Home Of Love
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I have made a home with you,
The house of dream and love,
Like a dome made of subtle motus,
I have gone there in my dream,
Visited more than once and looked,
You sit there in the corner of my being,
Like a sudden clash of thunder.
You live there as an intact wholeness,
In my split mind you hide as lightening,
In the fragmented segment you are cloven,
Within the wholeness you are visible.
Blows upon blow cannot make you separate,
The wholeness can not be disturbed,
Or made a separate island like mind from its being.
In worship only mind goes into restfulness.
Ihave made a home of love in my dream,
The home of cloud and plume with beam,
In your arms like death did I rest with joy,
A state of Meditative fullness beyond grasp,
In my grasping tenacity you belong to me,
None can visit my dream to meet our peace,
In the field subtle than dream can visit,
In a glance can have an once-over,
Within a glance we will be One: Synthesis.
With deep-rooted fondness without
the trace of lure as silence is the flesh,
Our meeting will be in a state of nothing,
With no denotation; Only dream Sublime,
Light will be the wall and darkness the prism,
Within mind a mindless shore: The Bed of love,
Our home is heavenly and heaven knows Not.
The Cloister: only dreamy lovers can find,
In the state when with loveSouls become steamy.
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I have made a home with you, The house of dream and love, Like a dome made of subtle motus, I have gone there in my dream, Visited more than once and looked, You sit there in the corner of my being, Like a sudden clash of thunder.......fine line
Everybody wish to dwell in the home of love where only they and love resides minus all worries and fights, A wonderful poem.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful write, home, dreamy land