That is separate from who we are
Is there moments that are seen
Where we disconnect with Love
Has there been any occasion
Where Love turned her eyes away
In every instance, in every act
There can be no event
Without the Touch of Love
Every act that has, Is and shall be
Is filled with Love to the brim
That, one gets immersed in the act
Only to realize later that Love was around
Only held back by our greed
Only strained by thoughts of lust
Only touched by the sin of ignorance
And Love strikes back as tears
As a force unparalleled
Unchageable and unique
Only realized when thoughts withdraw into who we are..
Never can there be a moment
,An act that lies unconnected to Love
As Love is He, Love Is who we are..
Om Tat Sat
