A Divine Moment (poem)

The nestling of the necks.
The brushing of the cheeks.


The caressing of the hair.
The dozing on the shoulder.


The flowing of the bliss.
The merging of the souls.


The rubbing of the noses.
The withdrawing with namaste.


***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Come Rise in Love (song)

This is me heart felt love song, which sings how I experience my God's (Krishna's) love, each time I feel connected. This is based on a song I learned in elementary school, in India. I changed “God” to my Krishna and added the last part, “Come Rise in Love”, for that is what is true to my heart.

I pray that all those who hear, share it with dear friends and that the whole world starts Rising in Love.

Sending you God's Love,
Gunjan



To listen to this song, click on green triangle:





***

Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

When Forgiving is Not Enough (poem)

When my God asks me to forgive, I do.

But each time, I revisit memories, I would land up in tears of pain.


Today God asked me to send out love.

Overcoming all thoughts, I sent Love in an email, with tears of joy.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Can't You See, What I do? (poem)

For a long time,
I could not respect,
a friends point of view,
until, I registered its gravity,
through a first hand experience.

For my life time,
I need to remember this,
and remind myself each time,
when friends, don't understand me,
simply because, they can't see, what I can.

***

Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Zebra Crossing (poem)

My back pain returned,
when,
I kept on driving,
continuously for an hour.


My back pain returned,
when,
I ignored a signal,
sent by a pinched nerve.


My back pain returned,
when,
I crossed a threshold,
allowed by healing back.


My back pain returned,
when,
I needed to appreciate,
everything about limits.


***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Releasing All (poem)

I pray,
to release,
all my fears,
for I wish,
to trust,
only,
my dear God.


I pray,
to release,
all my anchors,
for I wish,
to hook,
only on,
my dear God.


I pray,
to release,
all my anger,
for I wish,
to love all,
like,
my dear God.

I pray,
to release,
all my desires,
for I wish,
to turn pure,
like,
my dear God.

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Dreams DO Come True (poem)

In June, 07, I had dreamed of teaching Physics via exploration, to school kids.

In October, 07, I successfully experimented it with 4th/ 5th graders in my daughter's class.

In February, 08, I started seeking financial support from local companies, ignoring everyone's sarcasm.

In February, 09, I heard from a company, that they have sent a humble check towards materializing this dream.

This inspires me to keep on dreaming, seeking, trusting, receiving and sharing, for Universe is waiting, out there, to fulfill.

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

The 4 Corners of my Life (poem)

Attachment is attachment,

be it,

for my father,

or,

for my kids.



Expectation is expectation,

be it,

from my husband,

or,

from my friend.



Emotion is emotion,

be it,

for expressing,

my happiness,

or,

my sadness.



Focus is focus,

be it,

for pursuing,

my love for Physics,

or,

my love for God.


***
Aum Tat Sat

On our 13th Marriage Anniversary (poem)

My dear Husband,


Today,

I thank you,

for earning, the bread,

for giving me, two lovely kids,

for helping me, in house hold chores,

and especially for, pushing me, towards truth.

On this auspicious day, I embrace you, with all my God's love,


Gunjan

Best Friends Share Puppy Love (poem)

My best friend and I, in grade 9, had our first crush, on the same senior.

My best friend and I, would clench our fists, on seeing, him heading closer.

My best friend and I, would skip a heart beat, while talking to him, during breaks.

My best friend and I, both knew, but never disclosed to each other, our coinciding emotions.

***
Aum Tat Sat

When I am Still (poem)

When I am lying still,

I can feel, breeze on my nose,

I can feel, my belly rise and fall.

I can feel, ease sinking in my body.



When I am lying still,

I can see, my thoughts float,

I can see, deep insights surface,

I can see, what is otherwise, invisible.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Now, I can Respect All (poem)

I have been, in and out, of love.

I have overcome, unfulfilled desires.

So, now, I am, able to, respect myself.

Now, I can respect, all, for what they are.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Detaching via Attaching (poem)

When feeling, too attached,

I meditate, write and meditate,

till, I truly experience, within,

what, I really miss, about my anchor.


When feeling, too attached,

I meditate, write and meditate,

till, I solely hook, only on God,

for then, I really am, off my anchor.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Downloading Thoughts (Poem)

When I save, the programs, from my laptop, on to a CD,

it creates, more RAM , without, losing any information.


When I write, immediately, after a meditation session,

it empties, my being, without, losing clear observation.

***
Aum Tat Sat

The Key to Seeking (poem)

When seeking love, hug.

When seeking respect, show.

When seeking support, extract.

When seeking wishes, surrender.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Path of Least Resistance (poem)

Resist not, this moment,
but, embrace it, openly.


Resist not, any thought,
but, release it, smilingly.


Resist not, others action,
but, tolerate it, lovingly.


Resist not, each reaction,
but, observe it, passively.


***
Aum Tat Sat

Denying my Self (poem)

Whenever,
I would,
shut doors,
to others,
I was actually,
blocking out,
my crying Self.

Whenever,
I would,
be scared,
of others,
I was actually,
not being,
my courageous Self.

Whenever,
I would,
seal my lips,
amidst others,
I was actually,
curbing,
my screaming Self.

Whenever,
I would,
be in,
these phases,
I was actually,
running away,
from my true Self.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Surrendering Each Thought (poem)

Let all thoughts,
be like,
breeze.


Let all blocking,
be like,
traffic noise.


Let all guidance,
be like,
birds chirping.


Let all Surrender,
be like,
deep breathing.

***
Aum Tat Sat

When I unblock, I am God (chant)

When I unblock, I am God.
When I am centered, I am God.
When I am calm, I am God.
I am, one with God.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Seek with Surrender (poem)

When, I surrendered, my thoughts, needs and wants,
When, I surrendered, my mind, body, heart and soul,
When, I surrendered, my senses, longings and desires,
When, I surrendered, my blood, cells, skin and bones,

Then, there was, nothing, between me and my Lord,
Then, there was, nothing, that was any longer mine.
Then, there was, nothing, more to speak, or request.
Then, there was, nothing, to seek, in that smiling me.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Krishna, I am Yearning (poem)

Krishna, I am yearning, to become, Pure.

Krishna, I am yearning, to touch, Constantly.

Krishna, I am yearning, to sense, the Sacredness.

Krishna, I am yearning, to embrace, the Completeness.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Reflection Shines (poem)

In reflection, bulb hangs, on trees.

In reflection, light, highlights growth.


In reflection, clarity reveals, deep insights.

In reflection, illumination, triggers creativity.

***
Aum Tat Sat

I am Proud of my Friends (poem)

My friends, do not, close their hearts.
My friends, just step forward, and hug.


My friends, do not, discriminate races.
My friends, love, without any conditions.


My friends, do not, deny their words.
My friends, respect, others values too.


My friends, do not, let mind dictate.
My friends, read, the truth in the eyes.


My friends, do not, shut their doors.
My friends, have courage, to apologize.


My friends, do not, curb their souls.
My friends, are honest, to themselves.


My friends, today, I thank God, and you.
My friends, today, I can see, my treasure.


***
Aum Tat Sat

God never closes His door. (poem)

I had experienced God's hug,
in an embrace of a pure soul.

And, I thought, the pure soul,
a finite, was perhaps Infinite.


But, then, one day, pure soul,
touched me without his Divine.

That day, I cried and cried,
for, I sensed, he wasn't God.


Then, I sensed sacredness,
in contact with the pure soul.

And, again, I thought, that
pure soul, of a finite is God.


But, then, one day, pure soul,
literally, closed his doors.

That day, I laughed and cried,
for, I registered, he wasn't It.


For, I know, for sure, that,
God, never closes His door.

For, I know, for sure, that,
God, is always very calm.

***
Aum Tat Sat

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Aum Tat Sat

Poetry in Santa Clara County (poem)

Growing up in Delhi,
I felt, that I was privileged, to interact,
closely, with classmates, beyond my religion,
for I was Hindu and they were Sikh, Muslim, or, Christians.

Living in Santa Clara County,
I know, I have a chance, to stretch,
my spectrum of interaction, to the entire world,
for, this is a den, where people, from all parts of the world live.

Living in Santa Clara County,
I have realized, that we are one,
that, the greetings convey the same message,
be it, a Native-American-Indian “Aho” or an Indian “Namaste”.

Living in Santa Clara County,
I wish, to capitalize on this chance,
to demonstrate, the unity hiding behind the diversity,
by reaching, interacting and inducing writing, in local residents.

Living in Santa Clara County,
I think, poetry needs to start, in school,
so that, a 8 year old, can share, what he sees in clouds,
and a 15 year old, can yell, how much it hurts, to feel rejected.

Living in Santa Clara County,
I feel, poetry can squeeze adults, in library,
so that, he, can describe, the pressure of payments,
and she can speak, about the fulfillment, in nursing her baby.

Living in Santa Clara County,
I sense, poetry can extract a lot, in senior centers,
where, he can reveal, how much, he really misses his wife,
and she can illustrate, how did she react, after being proposed.

Living in Santa Clara County,
I know, poetry can help patients, in hospitals,
where, someone can share, how much, nerve pain hurts,
and another can talk, about a dream, to walk, out of the bed.

Living in Santa Clara County,
I aspire, to use this strong thread of poetry,
to connect the beads of inherent-expressive nature,
by gifting them, nourishment, simply, by playing with words.

Living in Santa Clara County,
I visualize, this place, becoming a cynosure,
for, only here, innovation in technology is allowing,
a poem sent out by one heart, to touch another, in few seconds.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Poems Touch, Poems Inspire and Poems Move (poem)

Poems Touch, Poems Inspire and Poems Move (poem)


After, reciting the poem, “New Family”,
at, “Waverley Writers",
I was complimented, that,
it TOUCHED their HEARTS, in agreement.

After, reading a poem, “What Really Matters”,
on my blog, “Surrender, Listen and Give”,
I received instant POETIC FEEDBACK, which,
enriched its contents and amplified the length.

After, sharing the poem, “While I am Seeking”,
I felt, that creativity and technology, are inseparable
when, a stranger-struggling-single mom, from India,
applauded, how its depth, PROVIDES her THE PEACE.

After, singing the poem, “Amma Amma”, for putting it,
on You Tube, I experienced a sense of fulfillment,
which, gets refueled, each time, listeners comment,
that, it UPLIFTS their SOULS with love and harmony.

***
Aum Tat Sat

What is Poetry to me? (poem)

Poetry to me is,
when,
my soul is excited,
like,
a teenager,
in love.


Poetry to me is,
when,
my heart is crying,
like,
an infant,
for mother.


Poetry to me is,
when,
my body is dancing,
like,
a peacock,
in rain.


Poetry to me is,
when,
my mind is speaking,
like,
God,
to a devotee.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Home Sweet Home (poem)

A home is sweet,

where despite the small size,

it feels,

just the right size.


A home is sweet,

where despite the complains,

laughter and music,

can be heard by the neighbors.


A home is sweet,

where despite the mess,

kids and adults,

frequently cook together.


A home is sweet,

where sometimes,

each member,

is quietly lost in their own joys.


***
Aum Tat Sat

Sensing is Better than Seeing (poem)

I went to a park, with my 5 year old son and 10 year old daughter.

They started playing on the climbing structure and I began typing.


Suddenly, I saw a teenage couple exploring bodies very lovingly.

They were sitting in the center of the park, directly under Sun.


Then I saw my kids, sitting on top of the structure, watching them.

After a few minutes, I called them over, for it was time to go home.


My daughter complained, “They were doing some really yucky stuff.”

And, my son, remarked, “I think, they were just having a lot of fun.”


After listening to contradictory comments, I reflected while driving.

And I said, “Next time, sense how it feels in your body, after seeing.”

***
Aum Tat Sat

Recharging Batteries (poem)

A hug,

provides me,

the affection,

in my dear friend's listening.



A hug,

showers me,

the love,

in my mother's conversations.



A hug,

guides me,

the way,

my grandfather's presence did.



A hug,

fills me,

with the completeness,

of my God's passionate embrace.

***


Aum Tat Sat

The Triumph of Love (poem)

I was reading my poems out loud, for I had been alloted 10 minutes.

Suddenly, he commented harshly, and then walked out full of disgust.

I did not know what caused it, but I was hurt by his caustic remarks.

The coordinator explained, the confusion regarding the alloted time.


I resumed acting normal, but all through I was aware of a discomfort.

At the concluding hugging session, I followed my spirit, towards him.

Even though something within refuted, yet I kept on stepping forward.

When I was hugging him lovingly, I heard him apologizing for his ways.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Hi, I am Gunjan (poem)

I am a spirit,

trying to,

observe,

myself.



I am a heart,

seeking to,

share,

love.



I am a body,

longing to,

release,

tensions.



I am mind,

trying to,

stay,

centered.



***

Aum Tat Sat

White Out (poem)

The driver in front of me was driving at 10 mph in 35 mph zone.

I started getting irritated, because I was getting late.

Just then, I thought about changing my lane.


But the car in front did it, before I could and that too without any signal.

I felt frustrated and angry, for I had just escaped an accident.

I was about to say “ What the...”


However, something within me made me pause, and send out God's love.

The driver turned right and my lane got absolutely clear.

I smiled and said, “Well done, Gunjan.”

***
Aum Tat Sat

The Connection (poem)

My child, why are you crying?

God, I wanna be with papa.

I know, but, he is in India.

Yes, and I am bed-ridden here, in US.

Dear child, and this is like this, for a reason. I wanted you to learn.

What? Learn in nerve pain?

Yes my child, that's right, for that is when you are open to receiving.

Really?

Yes, my loved one.

What did you want me to learn?

Dear child, I wanted you to know that you are like a twig floating in a stream.

And what is this stream?

The stream is, a flow of water, which is My force, so just float in it.

What about parents, children and husband?

They are like other twigs in the stream, you meet them and then you part.

But, I still miss my papa.

I know, and that is because, you think he is yours.

Well he is mine.

No angle, he is my child, just like you are.

What do you mean?

I mean you are all mine, you are linked to each other via me.

It does not make sense. Are you sure?

Absolutely.

Now, that you know it, get your hands off people and hold onto me. Trust me, you are going to be fine.

But, what about my daughter and her severe allergic reactions?

I repeat, she is mine, given to you to take care for some time, and she is not yours.

You mean to say, when my daughter gets a reaction I don't do anything.

No, you do, you pray to me to take care and I will.

Now, that's news.

Yes, it is, for you were not ready to hear this, all these years.

What about my frustrations with my husband's reactions?

Have you seen a toy car with a remote control?

Yes, I have.

Can you control it without remote?

No.

Similarly, you cannot control his reactions, for you don't have access to his remote, which is his mind.

But, I do wish that, sometimes he acts, like the way, I want him to.

So, just love him the way you can, tell me your problems, for you are connected to him too, only via me.

Oh, I get it. It's like, when the batteries in my laptop run out, I need to connect my laptop into the electric socket to tap electricity, which is you, Right?

Precisely.

That's neat.

Now, no more tears. Remember what I said. And know that I love you very much.

Thank You God for sharing all this, but it seems too much assimilate.

I know my child. So keep praying and absorbing. Bye.

***
Aum Tat Sat

My First Valentine's Day Card (poem)

Valentine's Day used to be a big day in college.
Seeing many girls moving with thick petaled red roses.
Watching most boys holding proudly a red heart-shaped card.
The two of us, felt an urge to celebrate V-day, without romance.

We went into the library, and looked into all possible dictionaries.
We convinced ourselves, that Valentine could be anyone we care for.
We talked to friends as well as family at dinner table, and everybody agreed.
We both, declared to the entire college, each and every student, about our special plans.

The big day, Feb. 14th 1989 arrived, and the two of us arrived well dressed, with extra pride.
That day, under the biggest tree in Hindu College, Delhi University, we finally exchanged cards.
I read it, smiled and re-read it, showed it off to all my friends along with the red rose and so did he.
When I was screaming out, “I got my first V-day card”, I heard, “Got or asked?”, but I just didn't care.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Only Change is Constant (poem)

“Please don't hug me.”,
I had said these words in Oct., '07,
to a close-warm-caring Caucasian friend,
even though I knew, she was expressing her love.

“Please, can I hug you.”,
I had pleaded these words in Feb., '08,
to all stranger Chinese men, women, kids,
taking a walk in my campus on their New Year's Day.

“Hey, come closer, I wish to hug you.”,
I had started saying these words in Oct., '08,
to all fellow Indian friends, both men and women,
whenever I would meet them, whether they were ready or not.

“Please, if you like hugging, stand up, and hug me heart-to heart”,
I am saying these words, as a request, starting right now, in Feb., '08,
to all who tried to hug me from behind or with not-so-pure intentions,
for hugging, to me is very sacred, for hugging, is the way I share my God's love.

***
Aum Tat Sat

God Shares a Secret (poem)

How dare, he talk to me like this?

Are you angry?

No, I am top of the world. Can't You see? I am EXTREMELY UPSET.

Do you like it?

No.

What do you like?

Well, to be happy, smiling and singing.

Do you want to feel that way?

Of course.

Then, send happiness, smiles and songs to the person who made you angry.

But, why? How can I? I mean, he is being mean to me and...

Stop there. Answer me. What happens to the ball thrown up in the air?

It comes down.

So, that is the point, WHATEVER YOU SEND COMES BACK.

Is that so?

Yes, that is nature's law, just like gravity.

Which means, to be joyful, I need to send out joy, come what may.

YEP, come what may. Got it?

I GOT IT.

So, now, say bye with a smile.

BYE-BYE :)

***
Aum Tat Sat

Kick OUT Fears (poem)

Fears come.

I pray.


God Smiles.

I speak.


Fears vanish.

I smile.


***
Aum Tat Sat

This is the Moment to Be (poem)

This is the moment, to pray.

This is the moment, to breathe.


This is the moment, to cook with love.

This is the moment, to feel the calmness.


This is the moment, to sing from the heart.

This is the moment, to put on dancing shoes.


This is the moment, to write, all that is waiting.

This is the moment, to quietly say, “Thank You God”.

***

Aum Tat Sat

When God Collides with Sex (poem)

God is nothing, but pure love.

Sex, is one of the expressions of love.

Making love lovingly, is manifesting God's love.

With God's awareness, lust gets transformed into sacredness.

***
Aum Tat Sat

The Power of Circumstances (poem)

Sometimes,
circumstances,
are devastating,
but they can also,
lead to truths.

Sometimes,
circumstances,
evoke realities,
but they can also,
be created to mask anger.

Sometimes,
circumstances,
extract fears,
but they can also,
be a chance to excavate courage.

Sometimes,
circumstances,
are confusing,
but they can also,
be a rare opportunity to get aligned.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Choosing with Awareness (poem)

Desires lead to frustration,
which in turn,
gives rise to,
anger.

Devotion leads to contentment,
which in turn,
gives rise to,
tolerance.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Contentment (poem)

When speaking,
feels honorable.

When reflecting,
feels sacred.

When touching,
feels whole.

Then,
I am peace.

***
Aum Tat Sat

I Aspire (poem)

My soul,
wishes to be,
around,
a pure soul.

My heart,
longs to be,
loved,
by a true heart.

My body,
yearns to be,
touched,
by an honoring body.

My mind,
seeks to be,
respected,
by a controlled mind.

My being,
aspires to,
hug,
all open beings.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Body Speaks (poem)

Sometimes,

my body relaxes around some people.

Other times,

my body contracts around some people.



Sometimes,

my body yearns to be touched by some people.

Other times,

my body screams to be released by some people.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Merging with God (poem)

When, I am loving.
When, I speak truth.
When, I feel grounded.
Then, I am merged with God.

When, I follow heart.
When, I tune into body.
When, I allow force to lead.
Then, I am merged with God.

***
Aum Tat Sat

There is a Choice I am Making (poem)

I love the song, “ We are the world”, by Michael Jackson and Lionel Richie in 1985, where there is a sentence about “...there is a choice we are making, lets make it a better place, just you and me...”, which resonates with my heart.

This morning, while reading the newspaper, I came across something, our new President said about, “ We have a choice to make..”, and it just stayed with me.

Something in my body, kept on pushing me to write these words, without getting up.

So, here is what my heart is saying about the choices, I am making.

I wish to give love to make this world a better place.

What about you?

***

I choose,
to sense the discomfort in my body,
wherever,
I am.

I choose,
to remember the circumstances before, during and after,
whatever,
they are.

I choose,
to release the emotions, the attachments and the expectations,
whenever,
they surface.

I choose,
to be my loving best towards my self, the people I meet and think about,
whoever,
they are.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Loving the Way I Love(poem)

All these years, I loved, the way others wished.

All these years, I was not my truly happy self.

Now, I have started loving others the way I wish.

Now, I love the joy I experience in each moment.

***
Aum Tat Sat

World Hug Day (poem)

I wish, I pray that, there be one day in a year called Hug day,

just like Valentine's day, Mother's day and Earth day.


A day when each person warmly hugs another anywhere,

be it in the grocery store, park, at work place, home

or across state and national borders.


A day in a year, when each individual dissolves hatred,

opens arms for a complete embrace,

feels the heart melting,

and sees tears smile.

***
Aum Tat Sat

When I am sensing, I am God. (chant)

When I am sensing, I am God.

When I am yielding, I am God.

When I am caressing, I am God.

I want to be my God.

***

Aum Tat Sat

Knowing my Likings (Poem)

I know,
I like someone,
when I like,
who I become,
when I am with that person.

I know,
I like someone,
when I like,
what I experience,
after being with that person.

***
Aum Tat Sat

If You Love Somebody, Show It (poem)

Love is pure.
Love is faith.
Love is sacred.
Love is worship.

Love gives space.
Love evokes respect.
Love extracts courage.
Love accepts completely.

Love is, or is not.
Love is, being honest.
Love is, feeling whole.
Love is, revealing spirit.

***
Aum Tat Sat

Becoming Unattached (poem)

When, I held God's hands.

When, I followed God's light.

When, I spoke with God's love.

Then, I was absolutely unattached.

***
Aum Tat Sat

All Needs Need to be Fulfilled. (poem)

Be it for food, shelter or clothing,
Be it for loving or like minded friends.
Be it for finding a spouse or becoming a parent.
Be it for experiencing mother's love or God's security.

For, till then, there will be a longing desire.
For, till then, there will be a constant craving.
For, till then, there will be an unquenched thirst.
For, till then, there will be a sense of incompleteness.

Once they are, then only readiness comes.
Once they are, then only contentment is felt.
Once they are, then only all cells get recharged.
Once they are, then only a wholeness is experienced.

When it happens, love tanks get filled.
When it happens, creativity starts pouring out.
When it happens, absolute alignment takes place.
When it happens, grounding happens and joy reigns.

***
Aum Tat Sat

My Spirit is Screaming (poem)

My spirit expanded in Grade 2,
when I had empathized with a classmate,
who was punished to stay in a cock position,
while monitoring him in the absence of the teacher.

My spirit contracted each time,
when I did not tell my dear father,
that it was not nice to invite his siblings,
and expect my feeling sick mother to cook and serve.

My spirit expanded in Grade 7,
when I had helped a classmate to cheat,
by prompting all answers in Geography exam,
for he had mistakenly prepared for Geometry exam.

My spirit contracted for a decade,
each time I allowed my husband to dictate,
for the sake of maintaining peace in the family,
even though I knew it was at the cost of my peace.

My spirit expanded every time,
after lying on soft grass under a tree in Sun,
when mother Earth embraces me affectionately,
by absorbing all my stress and wakes me with smiles.

My spirit contracted to its minimum,
whenever someone abused my sacred hugs,
or, tried to touch me with impure intentions,
for, in my heart-to-heart hug, I share divine love.

My spirit expanded on knowing,
that faraway strangers read my blog,
whenever they share, how they feel "HMMM",
after reading some poem at the end of a rough day.

My spirit contracted on hearing,
that I may be violating certain limits,
by caressing people following my senses,
for it is distracting to the speaker or listeners.

My spirit expanded in three hugs,
when I was floating from one hug to another,
with an expanding openness in my entire being,
experiencing a state of meditation-like pure bliss.

My spirit contracted much later,
after I had heard a brave women seek help,
when I did not reach her till formalities had ended,
for I had chosen to confine my spirit inside a time box.

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Aum Tat Sat