An Ode To True Love !

An Ode To True Love ! ode

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Love – the quest , the ‘curiousity’,
begins in us early,
for there’s always enough of a legacy,
to entice, seduce and delight ‘posterity’ …

Seeds of ‘romance,embrace and cajole’,
Nurture within to become ‘full grown and whole’,
Everyone in its shade yearns to’ stroll’,
As if all peace of mind and heart it ‘stole’ !

Once upon , I met my ‘companion’,
Could never have enough of the ‘union’,
Such has been the ever occupying ‘confusion’ …

There was nothing beyond you that my eyes could ‘chase’,
As if surrounded by unending ‘ fog and haze’ ,
Though I lived in the land of strong ‘ sun and blaze’..

The youth, the beauty, the’ blush’,
The pleasing words, all whispered in a’ hush-hush’,
Let it go slow for no one ever wants to’ rush’…

Alas, how long could the illusion ‘last’,
Our journey had duties, chores and ambitions’ vast’.

Time and Tide kept humming new ‘songs’,
The knot we had tied was pretty ‘strong’,
Our form and soul did stand ‘transformed’,
But laughed and braved we did, all that rained and ‘stormed’ !

True Love – such wondrous and pure is this ‘bond’,
For it sees divine in the mundane and the ‘profound’,
In the big, in the small ,
in nature and all that’s ‘around’..

And that ended my confusion…
For in this long haul,
I discovered God , who exists not just for one but for ‘all ‘ !

Love – the quest , the ‘curiousity’…

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