Today, our meeting happened by divine grace, That lovely person was so deeply filled with compassion. She was like the river Ganga- Purifying whoever she met, making them as pristine as herself.
Upon her every shore was a bank of elegance and blessing.
Like the cosmic union of the sun and moon during an eclipse, She is the Queen on the chessboard, and I am her only efforts Meeting her made me feel as though my life had finally found its purpose,
Like the colors of a rainbow painted across the sky after a gentle rain.
The moment I met her, I realized that life could actually hold color.
It felt as though, to have her presence in my life, I could reduce my entire universe to dust.
I would wipe away my own existence without a second thought, because I know, That when I, filled with her vibrant colors, return to the soil, And she flows over me becoming the river Ganga, nurturing the earth, only truth will exist then We will find our union once again.
When my soul will come out of the ground like a plant, Then I am sure that the flowers that blossom on that plant Will smell only of her, it will be of only her.