Lotus flower, rising so purely,
amongst the muggy waters.
I am a bee buzzing around you,
sucking on your knowledgeable pollen.
Others nearby,
an army of ants waiting for the command.
You are a diamond,
nothing cuts you, nothing breaks you;
A flame, passing itself on.
Before you, love was undefined.
You are the clouds, moving high above.
I want to be the wind that blows through those clouds,
to know the real power you have.
Every step towards you is an inch closer to Him.
Kishorekumar Pardasani
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