समाचार
Restrain not Love in its wild,unfettered flight,
Cast no chains upon its boundless light.
For Love alone is the sign of life’s true fire,
The vital breath, the soul’s deepest desire;
Where Love resides, the pulse of life is found.
Through every vein where crimson rivers flow,
Giving life to body and mind’s inner glow,
It is this Love-as Spirit-that sustains,
The very breath that courses through our veins.
Long is the vista,far the path of Love,
Measured step by step with grace from above.
By yielding the self a surrender each day,
Adorning one’s grief in a rhythmic display.
Love is a life so wondrous and rare,
And life is but Love a celestial prayer;
A divine affection a grace from the sky,
Look deep where the steady embers lie.
Behold the Love that deep in the heart remains,
Read it fully through joys and through pains.
Feel every melody, every hidden chord,
In the silence where sacred passion is stored.
Drown in this Love for it is the highest creed,
Let kinship be the soul of every deed.
Then shall it blossom,a joy so sublime,
Nurture this Love through the passage of time;
For in every labour, in every endeavour,
Love is the essence, the core, the ‘forever.’
On the path of virtue, let us steadily tread,
By the rhythmic beads of Love’s garland led.
With spirits unburdened,set wanderers free,
Let us craft new songs of what Love can be.
Like a restless wind, let us drift and roam,
Finding in Love’s vastness our only home.
From the gardens of Love,a fragrance takes flight,
Drifting toward us through the soft morning light.
Feel that Malayan breeze, that gentle air,
And sing Love’s anthems beyond all despair.
With Love in our hearts,let its flavors be known,
Drink of its vintage, let its seeds be sown.
In this kingdom of Love,let our voices rise high,
“Victory to Love!” be our soul’s echoing cry.
Let us hum the sweet tune, let the harmony stay,
And celebrate Love-in Love’s own perfect way.
Anil Kumar Mishra,Ranchi,India
