Poems

radha krishna

 

 

 

 

 

Like the moon without her nights,
And like the stars without their lights,
What will be the meaning of life if you are not with me?
Is it not the love that makes me write thisĀ is the very love that makes you like this?
Are we not one?
~Sw. Chidananda Tirtha

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