My Eyes-

The gateway to cosmos……

Soul from inside the corporal vessel

wondering at the gaze of vast creation,

access the glance of emergence…sustenance…subsidence…

Soul as spectator of all heavenly beauties…

witnesses reemergence … the cycle of birth and death

Spot the beauty of flowers, chirping of birds, dancing of clouds, rhythm of rain, colorful rainbow, saffron sky like a bride…

Dancing in the beauty, it ecstasies drinking the elated nectar from the cup of life

Soul also witnesses the darkness of devil…

as onlooker of crimes, tortures, failures, thievery, amorality

Dimming in the gloom it faints sipping the bitterness from venomous pot

Soul, bystander of transmuting figures at the rhythm of mind…

Miraculously convenes the eyes having spark of truth, depth of secrets, unconditional joy of being…

Such eyes….,

Read the soul like a book never read before…

Reveals the echo of every breath with new eternal meaning…

Their silence speaks the truth louder than any hymn…

Transmutes the resonance of every atom at divine accords…

Their flawless love flows like an ocean of sweet ambrosia...

O my beloved!

Your such eyes are the gateway towards source