Undisturbed by the disturbing elements,
Undone by the doing nature,
Arises my love, born to nurture.
She’s a perfect strike of holiness
And worldliness mixed together,
Of love and kindness
Mixed and mingled together.
She walks not a barren land,
But with her magical presence
She makes every land
A living essence
Her breath showers life on the less fortunate
And her smells surrounds the world and binds it
Into a bond of kindness and love.
Her eyes look at none, but see everything,
And she, with all these qualities, exceeds everything.
I am unable to choose
between whether I wish
her to love me in return
Or to gain strength to love her forever
And forever for what she is
And not for what I think she is.
-Chirag
