The Sacred Union

The Sacred Union

Untouched;
yet in close touch,
our forms though apart
seem intertwined as one-
am I an extension of your existence?
Is this a mere illusion?

Unseen;
but with closed eyes
when thee I recall;
sense you hovering around
overwhelming me with your love;
in the safe haven of your arms!


Unheard;
yet when words touch your lips,
the unknown becomes so familiar,
the tune permeates every pore,
sings my body alongwith thee,
soundlessly-a duet of love!

Unknown;
the past, the present ,the future,
the Truth of our existence;
read yet when I works inspired,
appear they as my very own
as if I am their author!


Ununited;
The sky above, the Earth below,
Inclines eagerly for a meeting undestined,
Explains the Sun, the Hills, the Seas,
"Both are created from the same seed;
Being already one, why pine for a
Union?"


 
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