Without poetry and art
I'd not know how to heal
my broken heart

Somewhere
beyond the horizon
lies a world so vast
I know it is the source of all.
.
There, in the light of a hundred suns
the constellations still shine
and the midnight skies glow
a soft phosphorescence.
.
There, in the lake of sunset
blooms a thousand petaled lotus
and the faeries carve an opal
into a crescent moon.
.
Often in that realm
I free fall
and surrender
to his golden embrace.

Like the water
in a river
people
are meant to
touch our lives
briefly
and flow their way.

But some people
patiently
cut through
the rocky obstacles
in your life
and teach you
to flow

~Hershey

The little space
within my heart
is as vast as the universe
there lies an ocean of cosmic water
and into its unfathomed depths
I free dive.

You are a shiny drop of water
amongst billions of other drops
in the ocean of my life.
If you leave
and I start drying up
the rivers and the rains
will fill me up again
but if you still leave,
leave to reach the heavens
and condense into a cloud
to rain on the scorched land
and leave behind a sweet petrichor.

You are a beautiful shell
amongst thousands of other shells
adorning the ocean of my life.
If you leave
and my palaces look dull
the molluscs will make more shells
but if you still leave
leave to reach the beach
on a sunny day
and bring a smile
on the face of the person
who finds you.

In me, the infinite ocean,
winds of the mind
bring myriads of arks
of cosmic creation
that float here and there;
The sun and the moon
cause tides that ebb and flow
to bring me both joy and sorrow,
but I remain unaffected.
I am That, in which the universe
appears like waves in the ocean.
And so are you.

At dawn
I ask the moon
to breathe into me
and set my mind free.
then the stars
shine in my heart

.

waves of thoughts
create storms
but I stay very still
why worry?
I am the ocean.
Silence is my rendezvous.

Love is patient.
Even the moon
takes time
to be full.
So don't give up, O lover!
on us.

We breathe
the same air
and look
at the same moon.
So look not, O lover!
at our differences.

Glacial water
and water in a ditch
both get sanctified alike,
when they join the Ganga.
So look not, O lover!
at my sins.

Plant a creeper of love
and water it
with your tears.
Love will overspread
your existence.
So dread not, O lover!
your pain.

Distance,
is powerless, O lover!
The echoes of your love
will be heard
throughout
the universe.

The spark in his eyes
A glimpse of starlight
On a full moon night

Cirrus clouds no longer drift
into my sunset sky.
The infinitesimally grey
resonates the echo
of my longings.

I miss the sight
of ice crystal wisps
Streaking in the sky.
Broken hearts,
vanished colours.

The Evening Star waits
behind a curtain of grey haze.
assured that her time will soon come,
sinks without shining
a little late every evening.

The canvas of the sky is blank
and I shan't rest for long.
I ought to rise and paint it back
orange, strawberry and yellow,
against the soothing afterglow.

I wish I could bottle for you
the scent of mountain air

Hug you so that you smell
of the wildflowers pinned in my hair

Glide my fingers over your porcelain skin
like the breeze caressing the leaves

Give you with my lips
a taste of glacial waters and wildberries

Bury your face in the rush of my heartbeat,
to the sound of a pine forest breathing

We are two persons
but the forest will make us one.

He is like sunrise
I am like sunset
can't live with each other,
can't live without each other
So we live on opposite ends
and together make the entire day
Oh, how beautiful it feels,
to be emotionally apart;
yet connected by the heart!

~Hershey