Reflections

   

 LORD OF BRINDAVAN

My groom is in bright orange

I am the bride in green foliage

Singing and dancing merrily

In the gentle wind swirling joyously

When our eyes met lovingly

I shuddered in ecstasy

My eyelids dropped gently

The dazzling vision to treasure tenderly

He cleansed my trembling soul

With showers of wild tears

Covered my naked body

With an avalanche of sweet flowers

Awakened I were to my own reality

We were one

Connected together for eternity

***Anita Bacha ***

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