Love has no language (poem)

Its Diwali and I was missing my family.
But, I celebrated it with my kids school.
And also I shared the "halwa" in our station,
with Chinese elders and the spanish lawn mowers.

I did not know their language nor did they know mine.
But, I stopped them, the complete strangers and familiar.
I signalled with my hand sop sign, eating jesture & festival.
And they read my rolling eyes and open body, as a sharing of love.

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Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)