A singular thought transfixed.
While at that moment it is the truth.
Why every breath mixed
In love and warmth its root?
Fervour in a fit of passion
Or is it a desire for oneness.
Humble, quiet compassion
In life and act and fairness
Revered is that holy sight,
I did see from my cradle.
And in that ever guiding light,
I did build my mettle.
Upon that warm hand
That rested on my shoulder.
Upon that sacred band
That bound us together.
A singular thought of selflessness
Transfixed within my mind.
While, as I approach that stillness
With you I shall bind.
P.S : Comments invited :)
