My good luck
I am here
At this time
And it is spring.
And it is spring
No night in me
The sun stood
Motionless.
I know it is love
I know here
There is truth
Steadfast faith.
And it is spring
In human form and I
Forget not my dear
Our blessed adventure.
Here with us
See ocean of felicity
Embodiment of joy
Fills me with delight.
Here with me
The very home of bliss
The comforter, my dear
And it is spring.
Here with me
My sustain-or my supporter
Of love and truth
And it is spring.
Here with me
Who is destroying
My enemies - hate sorrows
And it is spring.
Here with me
See, my dear
Mainstay of whole
Universe- love love.
gajanan mishra
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/good-luck-17/
