Under a moonlit night,
Amidst fragrance of tuberoses,
The wishful night jasmine,
Blossoming blue lotuses.
They dance hand in hand,
Going around in circles
One step closer,
Matching the rhythm and sync.
Each so engrossed in the other,
The difference no sane eye can tell,
Shining like pearls in an oyster,
Rhythm as synchronous as rivers.
They beautifully flow into each other,
Dark waters of the Yamuna,
Blending with the milky waters of the Ganga,
Tuning into a divine connection, Sangam.
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Letters Of Love - Divine Devotion
Spiritual"All of these skies and earths, the winds and breeze are witness to My Love. They shall carry My message to My Lord for I eagerly wait for Him to come to Me." How beautiful is this world where we can see a reflection of the Divine everywhere around...
