Saturday, December 22, 2018

And two became one

(1193)  Niirava carane esechile gopane

On silent feet, You'd arrived secretly;
In my eyes You be, my Dearest Dear.
None could know, and none could see...
This they fathomed not, Your love most sweet.

Then, pitter-patter, water had been falling;
And in bursts, bolts of thunder had been dancing.
Outside raging, inside charming...
This mode Yours was most fruitful formerly.

Jasmine fragrance on the humid breeze
Had come floating all about the darkness deep.
In one corner of my heart, a recess of psyche,
Oh the Innermost, You became my own property.

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