Sometimes my body wandered; more often nomadic but was my soul,
A wanderer wandering always ‘n forever, in desperation to turn whole…
The eternal quest to find the perfect half, which shall make me complete,
An ashen insane desiring for an ascent, like a phoenix rises from the heat…
Strangely around ‘en a Goddess exhibited an act of misplaced generosity,
Ensuing of which, my heart sewed to the sleeve, perished in that calamity…
Hurt which took an unending time before transforming in an immune to pain,
Fortunately now in a triumph of love, a Goddess revived me back to life again…
With her touch of care, the amputations have miraculously started healing,
Resuscitated heart blissfully beats in a rhythm, Oh, what an incredible feeling…
In hindsight I realize, indeed it was a good vacuum that Almighty chose to give,
Transcending far away from the fragile pave, in a nothing amiss state I now live…
There are no veils ‘n nothing is hidden, body ‘n souls now lay bare to each other,
Every moment a reason why journey from mystery to mystic need go no further…
Essentially am a wanderer still, only in skin; the fulfilled soul wanders no more,
Attained salvation in an eternal flame, my eternity is now filled with love galore…
