![]() |
Poetry
Chaikhana
|
|
|
|
About Usha AkellaTimeline (1967 - ) |
![]() |
|||||||||||||||||||||||
|
Original Language |
There is no choice in the matter
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
We met eventually.
Who knew we were going to plough each other's souls for a lifetime, reap, harvest, bear fruit, decay and resurrect through each other. Who would believe the histories that unfolded, Who would believe that we have not even held hands, Who would believe the flesh has played no part at all, For some souls a passing by is enough, Centuries dart forth and back in a glance, The universe shifts and is recreated again, The intellect is wiped out, Some souls are Love's playthings, They are destined to Love and accept the hardest tasks, There is no choice in the matter. - from "A face that does not bear the footprints of the world"
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
|
| Please support the Poetry Chaikhana, as well as the authors and publishers of sacred poetry, by purchasing some of the recommended books through the links on this site. Thank you! |
Ivan
M. Granger's original poetry, stories and commentaries are Copyright ©
2002 - 2008 by Ivan M. Granger.
All other material is copyrighted by the respective authors, translators and/or
publishers.