--THE MEETING TIME – by  Rahul

It is true, the time of meeting will come once,

As told at the time of coming to this world,

Have to cover the distance with a grace,

That is written in the book to trace.

Heard the voice of love in the virgin heart,

When the first light is about to burst,

The  childhood smile plays its charm,

Being the reason of untainted treasure,

Which is the only feature possessed with,

Making the journey happier to cover.

Tears will come to pierce the heart,

And tears will come to smile the heart,

But not to be broken in the blade of emotion,

As it makes to lose the original weapon.

The more feeble the hope inside,

Or more the hurdles of sorrows outside,

The stronger becomes the heart with inundated love,

Leaving its essence of smile each work it does.

Each moment is swollen with the particles of beauty,

With the flickering light of dancing stars,

And the embracing pearls of morning dews.

The time comes in its way for the final meeting,

When the closing eyes see no day and no night,

No ocean of thoughts soak the sleeping mind,

Nothing works to feel the attraction of endearing things.

The inside gate opens to meet somebody,

Like the onrushing stream nearing the ocean,

And a foundling gets back its own one,

The eyes of soul open with a flying feeling,

As the meeting ends with the nectar feeding ,

With the divine peace and heavenly joy.