Do you miss.....

jupinderjit singh

I asked the mighty Sun
O' strongest of all
giver of life and ever shining bright
what is the value of your light
he scoffed, turned red and then smiled
I am light and the Light is me,
that is what I know and that is what it has to be.

I then asked the Moon
O' lover of night
what is that makes you swoon
it is me and my moonlight
I exist for her and she for me
for I am dead, without her
even for a moment slight

I asked the shy crimson rose
O' beautiful of all , pleasure to eye, fragrance to nose
what is that you fear most to lose?

Neither my color, nor my hue
or the silky feel and the sweet glue
It is the aroma and the fragrance
yes, that is my being and my life's essence

I stood before the river
O' greatest sculptor
the eternal giver
without what shall you cease to flow
It is neither the rain or the snow
or the life developing in me in all joy and glow
it is each drop of my being
including the pure morning dew
that forms me up
even if few and slow

and you the recipient of my eternal kiss
You tell me I don't miss!!
You - the light of the sun and the moon
You - for which the river flows
and the rose blooms
think I don't bother and miss
for, akin the sun, moon , rose and the river
every moment I live for you
that simply stating, is,
my existence and my bliss
and still, you ask me whether I miss...
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