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