Heavenbound yearnings

Within the fragrance
  of suffering for Immortal love 


a dust

a silent march of incense 
   upwards



  To get
         where He is.





   A coat torn
                from where the heart bleeds




    The spirit
does not always need the words
It needs Strength,


     




  constant Love
    portion 
Of the Universe
                     To him 








The incense 
                     suffered 
It attained Him!





: Reshma

  





  

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