Poems
THEME/S
Love is a nectar never still,
An endless tireless laughter's thrill
Seeking to voice the Ineffable.
Life cannot like a godhead move
Through the heartbeats till shimmering love
Breaks news of the golden Truth above.
Precious the quiver pi light love bears—
But the cup of these ecstatic tears
Spills if a changeful universe
Mingles its own mood. Lifted high,
Our hands must take; entrancedly
The throb of time to Eternity.
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