song of love…
I asked myself to hold my hand
my shadow walked by and lied down besides me
my shoulders lent me themselves to cry on
while I sobbed my arms stretched themselves
they embraced me tightly
my warmth made me forget cold inside
soon the whole of me was at peace
I asked my eyes to look into mine
passion in them swept me off my feet
my arms held me tight
brought me back on this earth
I asked my lips to bless me
and my throat sang for me a song of love!
…your visualisation is amazing…we often speak about being empathetic but that would also be having this dimension and that too in this way was never contemplated…
…this is a poets response to all that which has been suggested by many a treatise how to proceed in one’s life with a detached outlook towards one own self …and how to find that elusive peace which ain’t without but within you…
…a befitting illustration born out from your poetic and creative sensibilities…’I asked my lips to bless me and my throat sang for me a song of love…’
…very nice Dear Pritts…and the title in itself brings out the essence of all that which is to follow … have a gr8 day 🙂
It amazes me… everytime..all the time.beautiful
wonderful as always….
…but the unfortunate part remains…every one finds this song of love really really elusive …
… and even if someone finds this …this sounds more of a swan song … than having any other significance…’coz getting to the essence of life and living… often seems to take a life time and by the time you know this …THE MUSIC IS ALREADY OVER…really sad … 🙁
Congratulations….. Pritpal…
You find yourself…
song of love….my love for myself…
very nice prit….