When I let you grasp me you call it a deception....yet I remain concealed...why do you hold your faith in me with such conviction.....beautiful lines containing a haunting question....it is troubling to all. Each one of us finds a way to answer it. The answer to it has never been simple and straightforward.
I looked at the crescent moon
hidden behind the tamarisk tree outside my window.
As if the dear departed one is smiling
and playing hide-and-seek with me.
Beautiful lines Guruji, That is why you are so great and the Viswakabi.
Thanks off my little heart.