Come as a bride, I will embrace you as a groom,
I stand as a mountain, rush towards me as a wind,
I rest as an ocean, flow towards me as a river.
Come as a thirst, I will fill you as water,
I sleep as a night, rise in me as a moon,
I wander as a cloud, drift with me as a breeze.
Come as a child, I will hold you as a mother,
I burn as a flame, run into me as a moth,
I beat as a music, whirl with me as a dance.
Come as a flower, I will kiss you as a bee,
I sing as a prayer, come to me as a verse,
I rest as a sky, fly towards me as a bird.
~Sw. Chidananda Tirtha