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1st Anniversary- An Ode for the better half

Most often, it needs a soothing breeze
to touch, awaken sweet memories.
Most often, it needs the company of solitude to paint
the pictures of Heart's genesis.

Most often, it needs a gentle night and
a quiet sky to play the music of twinkling stars.
A little tribute to the One
who held my palms so tightly, ever as yet—

Watching my steps, she walked her way,
the first of its kind:
a year-dream drawn
seemingly in the blink of an eye.

What words can describe my fair lady
for what magic
she has wielded in my life?
As a rainbow which has risen with 14 colors!

As like an ocean's largeness,
absorbing the blue lands, red skies,
you have come upon my life as
Goddess’s grace on me—the little ‘me’!

To see my prayers reach the altar that
pleases only the God.
Like a little stream, I have been
running along—

Harsh slopes,
gusty forest,
dwindling rocks!

Ups and downs,
rises and falls;
journey toward my Ocean Mother is
a test of times, and quite too long.

Here came you, a gentle song
born of Nature,
unleashing fragrance
of heavenly stature—

Mild and sober, light and sweet.
Journey to Mother's home
is still too long, yet
you've added fragrance and
made it twice strong.

Little often, we know life's secrets
exist in the moments of our awareness.
Little often, we know
God's love is too significant
to be apart from it.

Little often, we know
God's ways and plans
manifest
benevolence all along.

Little often, we take time to
reflect upon the
glories life has bestowed upon—
in little miracles it's made of!

Today, for a change, I stand,
reflecting and cherishing this
miracle—that you
came in my life.
Love you to eternity.

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