Love (Poem)

    Love for you, is it
    a fancy or a feeling?
    or just a lustful longing?
    In me it is not just a fancy feeling
    But a glorious burning
    that I aspire will consume me
    To bring to that which is
    Immortal and Immaculate.

    Fortune it is for the mortal vermin
    to burn in the glory of this immortal fire

    Oh, how many a mortal vermin
    did murder this marvel
    for mundane concerns.

    Do fan the glorious fire
    to melt and merge.

    Those who know the fortune of merging
    Shall no more mortal be.

    Love & Grace
    – Sadhguru

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