Let me love like You love



Living, breathing in skin and bones. 

Can we love beyond what we touch, feel, hear, see? 


Let me love like You love 


A task so easy yet so hard 


Having tasted love beyond the 3 dimensions in the opportunity of darkness


You removed all the darkness at once 


And filled it with dramatic light in an instant 


Your love is beyond time, space and expectation. 


Let me love like You love? 


A task so easy yet so hard 


This isn’t any magic 


Neither is it creative imagination


Or a work of fiction 


But an experience in the opportunity of darkness 


Just an ode to how much I don’t know 


Let me love like You love? 


(A poem inspired by an ancient Indian text — Narada Bhakti Sutra)

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