The Divine Debt
The Divine Debt
Buried in the
Silken arms of Love,
My life was gazing
At the dark sweetness
Of the blushing night
Wooed by the dimpled
Glory of a young moon
“Midas touch of your lips
Has turned my moments
Into golden rain-drops
Of a sun-kissed August”
My life whispered with Love,
“Tell me how can I
Ever pay back the
Golden debt of
Your lush-green magic?”
Pointing to the infinite glory
Of the musical night,
Love whispered,
“How can you ever pay back..
When you, me, the night and the moon
Are all not only just debtors.. but also
Sparkling drops of tiny debts
In the infinite ocean of the Divine Debt!”
….Vishwas
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