He and she, young sanyasins
Together served a brahmacharin guru
In an ashram isolated in a wood;
Both virtuous, deeply enlightened souls,
Loved each other from depths of souls;
Inseparable they were, always together,
Devoted alike in grief and joy,
They lived, one soul, in lives two.

The glow of love in their lives,
The bliss they derived from each other,
The bond of love that enlivened them
Made their guru jealous of both;
Her devotion to him created huge hole
In vows of shattered brahmacharin;
In the flare of rising jealous fury,
The guru forgot services they did
And cursed her to part from her love,
Life after life in inconsolable grief,
And endlessly both suffer in their love.

1970..........

Both met each other in nineteen sixty-nine,
At glorious noon of October twenty-nine,
Twenty each they were, going on twenty-one,
Older six months and married she was
With three kids already in her fold;
She fell in love with him forthwith;
He took two months to know the truth,