Pouring love

Life was gentle, there was beauty everywhere, in every moment, Yet my heart was unfulfilled. In a world of vast contrasts between good and bad, I pondered on the notion of love. My beloved, where are you? I often thought, I would sit under the canopy of a beautiful tree. Looking at the night sky…. I wondered if you were also looking up at the same stars, Wondering where I was……Yet we had not met yet. Like a warm breeze, I love you still All I know is I loved you long before we had a conversation