The Caravan Of Lovers Moving
The caravans of lovers moving,
Through the deserts at night,
Guided by the stars they trace,
Their route in the sky.
Reaching home, rejoice they,
Cause they get relieved,
Of scorching heat of the desert.
Waiting in the oasis they,
With devotion hear the soul's songs.
Yearning to caress with heart's lips,
The magical flower, yet to be named!
Celebrating return home,
And vowing ever to stay there,
And know the divine mysteries.
Your greatness!
That I found the way to you.
The River of my soul Singing out,
The happiest songs, the divine melodies,
That are the essence of my songs of love.
MyKoul
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