I find love in hope,
I find love in peace.
I find love, every time this soul heals.
And I find, love is a promise of metamorphosis.
For me, love is the gateway to infinity.
For I know, love gives me the wings.
The wings of liberation.
I have seen love,
Becoming my only identity.
When this soul was becoming love.
And love was becoming me.
I have seen her.
Unfurling her inner self.
Lifting the veil from her face,
Dancing in an ecstatic madness,
Enchanting the poem of his beauty and grace.
I have seen her,
Becoming an offering to love.
And to dance beyond.
I have seen love. Closing my eyes, sinking into the deepest alley of my heart, I have seen love, adorning my forehead with thousand shimmering stars. Wrapping myself with the splendour of my beloved, I have won the world with the crown of love.
Floating in the sea of love, I have heard the voice of my beloved. And, I have seen the light. I have seen love becoming the light. When the soul found her home, when the two lovers united, coming from the journey of eternity, I have seen, the spark of love was ignited. I have seen love. Within this prison of my heart, I have seen, a thousand lamps were set ablaze. And I realized, love is the glimpse of the divinity within.
I realized, I have been there. I have always been there, in the sea of love, where time lost its dimension. There was nothing to call an hour. There was nothing to call days or years. As if, I lived life in that one instance. It seemed like I saw a glimpse of the trail of a thousand years in that one moment. I have seen there, a drop of love frames within a moment of eternity.
And I found, this soul is a pilgrim of the journey called love.
I have nothing to wish, nothing to desire. Only to give. To give everything I have in this abode of love. And I find love is the only treasure of mine. Love is the only flower that blossoms in the garden of this heart. Love is the only song this soul wants to sing forever. Love is the only poem this solitary poet wants to write, over and over.
I bow down to the divine grace, for I have nothing to complain, only to praise. Everything I see, is a glimpse of his beauty. Everything I hear, is the name of my beloved. Enchanting the praise of his beauty, I dance in the ecstatic motion. And I feel, I am dwelling in a divine union. All I can see is his reflection. Wherever I go, I see his beauty, his grace. In every place, in every face. For I know, in my heart, his beauty is engraved.
I have seen love. Becoming one with the aura of love, in the light, I rise, I shine. Drenching my soul in the colours, pristine. Dancing with the madness of love, whirling with the roses divine.
I have seen love, setting me free from the cage of being. Rising above the horizon of being and becoming. Flying in the sky of love, beyond everything.
I have seen love, lifting the veil from my face. Slowly, gently, awakening me to the journey of eternity. Unlocking the door towards the furthest room of my heart. Unfurling the innermost self of mine, unfolding the mystery of a thousand years. With the wings of liberation, opening the fragile petals of my heart. One by one, peeling off this old delicate heart’s every layer. Then all of sudden, blooming into the blossom of pearls.
I have seen love, uncovering the shawl of mist with its divine touch, surrendering this soul to the feet of love.
‘Kamli‘ is a Punjabi word that means crazy or mad. The word is used in songs sometimes which literally means “crazy about lover/beloved”. I wished to portray the lover in me who became mad in love with her beloved and then, started dancing, enchanting the song of euphoria about that divine union.)
( This blog post is a part of the Petals of Love Blog Hop hosted by me. We’re a bunch of 30 writers across the globe, coming to you with 30 different pieces on Love. In the month of February, we will be celebrating different colours of love, together in our own ways.)