The flower may relinquish its fragrance...
The sea may relinquish its waves...
The fire may relinquish its heat...
The winds may relinquish its sound...
My soul would never relinquish its quintessence...You...
Just as there is no prison for sun's radiance...
Just as there is no prison for a cloud's shower...
Just as there is no prison for sands of time...
Just as there is no prison for ocean currents....
This body cannot imprison my soul...whose quintessence is You...
Walking in rain...the torrents cleansing temporal layers ...
...sometimes slipping...sometimes tripping...
...sometimes in dark caves...sometimes lost...
...but yet every step closer to a sempiternal reality ...
...strength inspired in a marriage ...
....a living fossil of holy matrimony in us...
...the quintessence of cosmos...
