Hyderabad: 6 March 2022: I was a thorn rushing to be with a rose, vinegar blending with honey…Then I found some dirt to make an ointment that would honor my soul…Love says, ' You are right, but don’t claim these changes. Remember, I am wind.
You are an ember I ignite.'
Filled with love, I now hear the pure voice of love and the intimate whispers of lover and beloved.
Filled with love, I now feel my joyous heart gliding upon the water of its own melting.
Filled with love, Everything I touch and see becomes the fire of love.