This precious gift of love is all I have
Emerging from my Divine soul so
Deep within myself in the most
Tender moments of my memory
When we share a smile, a joy
An ecstatic river shares the sea
It asks for nothing gets everything
The bliss in the air, the sea, the sun
And the shining stars so full of hope
Is a Divine hand that is so unselfish.
When the mighty hand is all empty
There in lies the ultimate gift wrapped
In the invisible boundary of a Shunya
My palms are rivers of the Divine flow
For now what I seek is all that I have
The tears of joy, the bliss of sacrifice



The Story Behind

Unfortunate are those who cannot drench themselves into the bliss of sacrifice. The true joy that fulfills a selfless heart. The gift of giving your most prized possession in the form of love to all the souls who beg with their hearts open for free is out of this world.

Blessed is he who gets this gift from the Divine. Look at this way, the beautiful green nature, the wind, the stars, the sun, the moon and seas and the rivers are so unselfish when they share themselves with the entire world. Do the religions, the mortal boundaries stop them? That is selflessness. That is sacrifice. Can't we all find a trace of that immortal glory within us?