Often, a beautiful thing unties

With a beautiful surprise:

That explains you came how,

And your absence until now.

For you hold me so tight,

That all those broken pieces

Scattered being black and white

Came together again, right.

For, those precious moments I live,

In which I find myself beside you;

Give me a strange happiness, new

That no money or magic can give.

So, may you reflect all in me:

In what I do and what I see;

In my words unsaid,

And in the goodness in me.

And may everything I do,

I do to be closer to you;

In lives that I’ll live through,

And in the one I have due.

Composed by:

Shivam Jha

Dedicated to:

Shri Krishna (श्रीकृष्ण)

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