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My Beloved is That

This raising fragrance

Of the earth

With fresh shower

Of the heavens,


O' The One

The One I am

And needs One



My beloved is there

Shining radiantly

As it gleams from within 

The silent valley of the Soul

Oceanic it is, 

It's aroma and how the freshly

Washed hairs of my beloved 


Are you coming near me, 

let me immerse in you,

O my beloved

I miss you with restless relaxation 

And beyond fathoms I long for you




All beautiful birds near my garden

Are longing

For your gentle footsteps

The nearest are you

And the farthest are you

As is That


This beauty carries

An existential dance

The breeze and Its coolness

Dreaming heavens in

Conscious awakening


How to say which is unsayable

And the galaxy moves yet moves not 

of the elevation of your love


Dr Deepak Bijalwan 

12.04.24

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  1. Saurabh14 April 2024 at 14:35

    I'm yours or you're mine. River and its waves seem defferent but it is only water itself.
    Beautifully written❤️

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