And so you handed over a canvas to me,
to paint a picture of eternity in your mind
Is it like I have to touch your soul?
and some magic will trigger my hand
to ripple-off some colors on canvas,
painting some unknown creation,
– the best amalgam of You and Me!
My every step covers exactly
the footmarks left by you on sand,
may be
– a trial to know your soul,
– a venture that I love to play,
– or a heart desire into which I have plugged myself!
Whatever it is, I felt my enigma going,
up above making me to cross my horizon.
But there lay some unknown endless, an eternal time,
between step of yours
and step of mine to cover you!
Do you still believe I know you?
May be Yes, I guess!
You handed over a canvas to me,
to paint a picture of eternity in your mind
– to paint love!
I will keep all my fancies in my palm
and will toss them up into the air
without the fear of fall
with a hope that you will catch!
A stroke of some imagination
-Dance starts when soul imagines
A stroke of some desire
– Love comes when soul desires
A stroke of part of me and part of you
You and Me in the serenity-Alone!