BELOVED
Every morning
I wake up,
a thought, an image, a dream
accompanies my soul...
My spirit gets occupied
with the soft, sweet
and splendid
aura of that consummate
thought, image and dream...
For the next moments
I am driven,inspired,led and motivated
by that
very same force...
When in the night,
after a long day's dues
my soul prays for rest,
it is the same image,
same thought,
same dream...
The totality of the
image, thought and dream...
is none but YOU...
MY BELOVED...
(Since morning till night not a single moment
of mine passes,when I dont think of
YOU...)
Composed- 10/05/04,
New Delhi.
