Ode To Love - 2
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Arun Maji
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O love,
you awaken me to grace,
you awaken me to fragrance.
You make me hope more, dream more,
trust more, give more, suffer more.
You make my soul sing
when I am broken within.
You make my heart dance
when my heart is aching.
What is left within a flower
if fragrance is extracted out of it?
Nothing, as fragrance defines it.
What is left within a human
if love is extracted out of him?
Nothing, as love defines him.
O love,
in your smile, I am radiant;
in your grace, I am jubilant;
in your fragrance, I am fragrant.
In your womb, I am born;
in your breasts, I am nourished;
in your light, I am enlightened.
O love,
You, I come from;
you, shall I die.
© Arun Maji
Painting: Amit Bhar
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