I have always been a person who craved for love all her life. Not the kind of love stories that we bump into every now and then. Not the kind of love that is overrated and cliched. But, a love so fierce that it can move mountains. I fell in love more than once, several times if I may add. And I have no qualms in accepting that in front of you. Every time I felt that it is not possible to love any further and deeper, my love increased manifold and defied my preconceived notions about myself. But not every story is THE story of your life.
When I stopped anticipating love to come my way in its purest form, I bumped into you. Although inconceivable to mere mortals, soulmates did traverse lifetimes to meet each other. Your eyes opened doors locked away for generations. I kissed your soul. We discovered our wheels that rotated in sync and radiated an insurmountable aura. As I took the leap of my lifetime by plunging into your soul, frothy seas parted making way for us. I do not remember any longer how far we walked hand-in-hand. Every speck of moment was a reminder: This is a walk of a lifetime. Guard it. Preserve it.
And so started our walk to remember.
I have traded my soul with yours, with all its frenzy, burnt edges, scars and stars, pangs and pain. I met myself, at last, in its purest and naked form. You dug me out from my slumber. You gave birth to ME. Bowing down and touching your feet, is all I wanted to do in that moment of Revelation.
Your multi-polarity widened my horizons. My existing beliefs and engraved systems got busted. You scraped me out of my den and an indomitable uproar broke out from the deepest trenches of my existence. We lived all our past lives in our eyes, in all our forms and shapes, with all our lessons, pillaging our vices, evolving into ethereal beings.
Ripping our souls apart, we sailed through the stream of love. As I lacerated through the waves with you, my heart thumped so strongly I feared onlookers would see it beat through my clothes. Our eyes spoke novels in silence; primeval memories reminded of our long lost abode: we housed each other since the birth of eternity. Nothing has ever been or ever will be more veritable.
You were the only dream that awakened my soul into mysticism. All the addictions of life and living that we so dearly cling on to: rage and jealousy, greed and hunger, fail to enshroud our basic wealth. In your dazzling brilliance, dark clouds floated away that had blocked the inner sunshine for eons. They do not usher storm any more, but 'colour my sunset sky'.
With Love,
Love.
