She thanks him, for showing her, his real He,
Or else she wouldn’t have learnt, never, ever..
Whom she was so happily heading to be with,
She thanks her Lord, for guiding her so well,
Showing her, where actually her love dwells..
Cracking the glass house of her dreams,
With a crash, a collision, a sudden head-on..
Showing her Self, where she was actually heading,
She’s happy now, she found a roof better..
The sky above, the all pervading lover,
The sun, every step, following her days..
The moon, all the stars, kissing her nights,
Under this roof, she found a lover, much better..
What better, than the love of the Nature,
Who never demeans the scarred smiles and heavy tears..
May be a silent viewer, though not for everyone,
She’s Mother Nature, dwelling in us, she knows us all..!!