Monday, October 29, 2018

The Circle of Love

I used to wail, "I am yours"
Hoping my entreaty
Would reach your ears
Across the deserts
Across the mountains
Across the seven seas

My bleeding heart
Would take succor
In the fact that you belonged
Albeit, to those more luminous,
To those surefooted
Yet, at least, it seemed possible
For you to belong

I tried hard to draw curtains
Over the fertile valleys of
My heart
Where hope and love were
Jostling to breathe
Not for me, I would chasten
Not for me, not yet
For mine was the path of yearning
And waiting from a distance

Then, one day you heard the cry
And as is your wont
You moved the mountains
Scaled the deserts
Crossed the seven seas
And just like that
One fine day
You came for me

"You are mine" you whispered
In my bewildered ears
And all I was worried at the time
As I shuddered and shook
Was how disheveled I looked
Not at all worthy
Of your radiant presence

You held me close
In a reassuring embrace
And repeated,
"You are mine
Yes, you were always mine"
As I drunk in your vision
At least as much as my senses
Could drink with the heart full

Then day by day I found my feet
And learned to walk with you
Side by side
I learned to live with you
In you, for you
Reading your heart
Knowing your signs
All that I ever had
Became yours

Even as I felt this was it
And my heart was now full to brim
And there was nothing more
I could ever wish for
You decided to play
Your infinite jest

"I am yours" you said
With pleading eyes
Innocent as a baby
Full of longing of
An unsatisfied lover

I looked at you, baffled
What more could I possibly give?
All that I had was already yours
And I was so content
Doing all your bidding

Then it dawned on me
The circle of love
Was yet to complete
It was now for me to
Accept you
Just as you had accepted me

But to accept you
I had to be you
Glorious and infinite
All encompassing and unalloyed
There could no longer
Be a me and a you
It had to be only you and you
From now on

I smiled knowingly
As I understood
It was now my turn
To move those mountains of ego
Scale those deserts of doubt
And cross the seven seas of self
It was now my turn
To come to you and embrace
And whisper in your ears
"You are mine"