Indisposition, affliction and malady,
Midst the commotion and chaos,
Their spirits waxed eloquent.
In the brief meeting of their eyes,
Each enveloped the other’s soul,
Neither resisted nor moved.
Ephemeral moment each craved more,
Seeking depths of this ethereal encounter,
Scintillating presence of The hand at work?
Each must wait till Earth is set for happiness,
For only then can each be whole,
How long is long actually?
Here I quote a couplet from Savitri,
And nothing happens in the cosmic play
But at its time and foreseen place.
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