She

She

Reject the gists Hold the fists To clear the mists That life exists Nature nurtured this universe as a child A marvel in the twinkling dark void What innovations its mind such beauty parallels undevined Its wanton journey was nothing but singleton marathon the baton now with me I found Tis reaching out through me A dilemma I confound ... with no track or goal or sound I tug at its hem Pleading for clues that might help Only to have her completely in itself.. I look around, the garden in which I find Tis the garden that cries Tis the garden that fights Tis the garden that suffers Tis the garden that mystefies Tis also the garden that smiles Tis also the garden that is bright Tis also the garden that befriends Tis also the garden that prospers Tis also the garden that is discovered It dawns that she loves me uppermost It seeps in pure to the core It comes unconditioned and whole I now know she sets me free with baton and target both within I am her love I already achieved I just float in that immense sea :-) But she's given me Me and i what she'll finally be Bhagwat (The Creator) Reject the gists Hold the fists To clear the mists That life exists

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