Flames of Aspiration. An Offering to Surabhi Kaura
Reaching For Your Star
One enchanting invitation, and my Spirit melts.
The contours of Your silhouette dance before me,
And I reach out in my longing.
You caress my sweet emotions,
Deep within a yearning Heart,
Beckoning Thy Delight.
Come! Sweet Empress! Ignite this moment,
With a resplendent flame.
Let us embrace inside this garden of effulgence,
Bedecked in a garland of scarlet roses.
Let me hug You lingeringly... purposefully,
Until I’m steeped in the rhythms of Your rainbows,
Throbbing and pulsing a cascade of Light,
In the deepest recesses of Being.
Beauty, elegance and Light
A tornado of Bliss consumes me,
As one by one, I savour
The eruptions of glimmering rays,
Ceaselessly penetrating, a barely receptive vessel.
Now entangled, all speech diminish;
Only the Light of Love engulfs us.
Wet… silent droplets, run down my burning frame,
As we waltz on golden sunbeams,
With the grace-like elegance of a ballerina.
This magical moment, whirls me around
A spiral of deepest joy.
I’ve been given the keys to Your heavenly portals,
And for You I will sojourn,
Even beyond the Elysian sleep of death.
I see Your face … Ah! This heightened Gaze;
Such delirious Delight!
With hair standing on end and breath suspended,
Love now unlocks the gateways of my Soul;
We merge on the craters of an indigo moon,
Exploding into a thousand ecstasies,
Of now fulfilled dreams.
-Manatita, The Flame-Weaver. Copyrighted, 31st January, Adjusted 2nd Feb, 2016.
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