Divine Love

I knew it

I felt it.
I live with it.

It's breath of my breath.

It's nothing
It's Divine love.

I tried a lot to discrminate the love from my dear ones in this world with that of divine love from my SELF in the innerrmost core of my heart.

Words always glance around me, but i ever felt hard to pick them up to frame a phrase to the satisfaction of my heart.

On this blessed weeekend, when it happened to pick up Geetanjali by Rabindranath Tagore, my heart sensed the birth of its feelings in its literature.

"By all means they try to hold me secure who love me in this world. But it is otherwise with thy love which is greater than theirs, and thou keepest me free.

Lest i forget them they never venture to leave me alone. But day passes by after day and thou art not seen.

If i call not thee in my prayers, if i keep not thee in my heart, thy love for me still waits for my love."

                                         - Sri Rabindranath Tagore

His words are simple to understand.
His words are decriptive to imagine.
His words are as meaningful as they were felt within my heart.

At the event of My heart 's dance on the flute of Tagore's literature, I thought to clip it in my blog :-)