do not stand beside me; you might look into my ear, see my brain and read my thoughts
that is a little too much; you already hear my heartbeat echoing through the walls
through the soft pillows and the clean white sheets
through the sweet morning breeze we both breathe
you are a shadow that follows me in the light of life
overpowering the moon and the stars in the stillness of night
when i gaze at the skies and glance at the hallowed grounds
the visions do not change; it is just you all around
do not stand beside me; you might look into my ear, see my brain and read my thoughts
you'll find out that there is nothing left of me; it's just you that is all
Such kind of surrender is precious indeed. Perhaps the supreme always hankering for such devotion from whom, who is in quest of Ultimate....Nice. Regards, pranab 10
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Superb, deep and revealing the wisdom of Thought...Excellent