My mind got blurred
Seeing the beauty of
My Beloved

Oh! Who is this?
Who is so beautiful
Concealing the origin
Of Beauty's creation?
Nature set out to wait
In the crevices of your skin

Are you
A standing LIFE
OR majestic manifestation
Of Heaven divinity itself?

Oh my BELOVED?
Is it not a fallacy
To call YOU by any form or name?
You're gorgeously beautiful
Difficult to define in words

Are you real?
Or I am delusional?

Oh Saints and seers
If you've already seen beauty
Your poems are false indeed!

For here is in front of me
A Volcanic fire on Arctic snow

What, Are this eyes, Pearls?
What, is it, that allows me to forget
Sky and Earth
Sunrise and Sunset
Moon and Stars
Heaven and Hell

What is it that's happening to me?
No wonder
That's the sense of beholding
And being seen by my BELOVED
I feel like Dying...

Is my life fulfilled?
You are the moment of
My LIVING consciousness