Love is an unpredictable Miracle
It may be a small smile or Cry.....
Some times like dew drops,
Some times a feather touch or tears....
The depth of love decreases to the epoch.
Love is flying from us and makes mind a Barren field.
The love that reached us by overcoming fort, Rain & Sea of various minds,
But now hesitates like a frieghtned bird.....
It flew away..........
The love is one which can't be measured at all.......
It is light of Mind which brights our path
It shows the good and Bad & helps
to pick right.......
We can recoup this Love,
With good and clean mind
Then the buds of love will blossom again...
