From Love’s Avenue To High Way Poem by Subrata Ray

Dearest, - the glimpse of my discovered soul’s anchor,
You are not the maiden beauty of flesh and blood,
But, -a transparent lake of fresh bath, of my aching heart,
Earthly radioactive plus, and divine grain’s flux!

I had been crying for love, in alley and street,
Then I meet You, in love’s Avenue, and you took me,
To your ‘High Place’, led to your door, and graced entry,
With your magnetic pull, my vagabond got expiated.

An escape velocity it was, and you thrust the momentum,
With your non-frictional tease, I crossed the gravitational tax,
In your realm, the luminous beacons condense to tranquility,
I with your spell, began to dip down, and felt your revelation!

It was beyond Time, beyond rime, and all sensible feelings,
A realization, grandest indeed, - the completion of Soul’s healing!