Unalloyed Love Poem by Durga Patva

How innocently!
My heart wreathed in
the pious thread of thy infancy
thy visionary acts Infatuate me.


You are a divine Spirit,
My devotion for you! ! !
that, neglects all thy silly things
but wishing infinite hilarity.


The much I see thy deeds
the much I learn so natural.
In bewilderment I am
is it Love or regard or attraction?


perhaps more than that...
a bond of mystic dovetail.
It needs no terms or bets mine or thine,
complain, hate, ego, greet attain no space


Only a will of blissful jocund life.
This 'Sublime Love' blesses
each other with
Divine Infinite Assimilation.