Your absolute love and my everything pure!

Planets I rule and their holding gravity is you!

 The entire sky and sea is me and you it's every shade of blue.

Creator I am and my intellect is you.

My great battles all know, but  my untold glory is you.

All three world's chasm I am,  and it's churned goodness is you.

Just a belief I am, the innocence behind that is all you. 

Heavenly bliss I am,  my heart's yearning is you.

Life events I am,  my little celebrations you are.

I live through yugas and this each beat of heart is you.

World architect I am,  my artistry is you. 

Oceans, my hands clasp.., the outflowing nectar is you.

Earth's eternal music I am, and my every breath is you.

I can grow billion parsec huge,  but that distance between my eyes is always you.

Oh Radha! Your absolute love I am and my everything pure is you....

Just a glance away

May be my this bond with the sky started when I was too young.  Too young to know and understand when or how it began. We have memories together which I don't even know had existed.  We might have started from unexpected meetings, when someone asked me to look up pointing at mystic stars or confusing cloud patterns. This might have lead to occasional glaces and then planned meetings.

 I grew and the sky grew closer to me along.  We have spent addictive nights and attractive days together wandering wild with the wind. We have sat back chilling under the breeze with stars and have let the sun color our faces tan.  We have watched moon phase in and out. We have seen passing clouds,  handled complex comets, fallible rainstorms and feckless weather patterns.  We have fallen hopelessly in love with innumerable sunsets.  And I know that we will continue to have more of all these in the days ahead.

But so much between me and the sky is not because we get to be along all the time.  In fact, our time together is too minimum to get enough of. It's because we have this instincts working. When ever the sky is alluring, it's as if I get a call from there above to look up.  Even during days when I am locked up inside,  something pushes me to peek out to glance at the beautiful sky. And that glance leaves me changed.  With enrichment.. With awe.. With all new zest.  With which I would run for few days, until we get to glance at it the next time. I also have a constant part of sky for myself..  The one through my window. There the sky is there for me always. During out of the blue 3 am conversations with pouring dreams and sleepless nights with soothing darkness , during early mornings with warmth and spicy afternoons with shade. Sometimes so clear, stary and moonlit. Sometimes wavery, heavy clouded and confused. Sometimes all blue,  sometimes grey and recklessly red sometimes.  But it's ever beautiful. Ya the sky..  it's there always, just a glance away.  So much there that I can call it mine!