Saturday, April 4, 2015

The Infinite

She's fiery. She's beautiful. She's the best woman you have ever known. She's warm, she's nurturing... She's your childhood best friend.. She's who you wanted to be and more.

She's the essence of the fire we call pure.. She's the warmth of the sunlight we grew up with. Her smile is the forever we knew ... Her forever is our childhood that was pure.

She's infinite.. She expands in every direction. She smiles our worries away, she laughs our sorrows apart.. Her tears Are our heartaches expressed.. Her beauty is like the spirit of the earth... Pure, natural, older than time and yet so ahead of our future. She is limitless.. She is who we want to be. Her hair ... Long and golden... Are the threads of happy times... Her eyes are the pranks we played in our childhood. Her smile is heavenly... Golden like the sun, and serene like the moonlight. Her passion is our spirits combined into one. She loves like no other.... She hates no one.. Her thoughts are pure like the waters of the Himalayas... Her love.. Her love is the essence of everything that is true.

She is my best friend. I love her & worship her. Her tears are priceless.. Yet I stand helplessly.. As they flow for an unworthy.

I call thee unworthy now... Cuz thou hast no inkling of the treasure you behold. Indeed.. It is a shame upon our times... Such a woman is cast aside.

She is precious like sapphires melting in ice on mountain tops. She is rare.. As a golden rose smiling in the sunlight. Her warm heart... So big and pure.. Calls for love that is as innocent as a baby's smile... Yet as seductive as a cauldron of diamonds. She is truly infinite... Her virtues extend into every direction ahead of time... To understand her, your heart needs to acquaint itself with the gravity of love.

Her love is undefinable, unquestionable... Infallible. To attain such unquestionable love is truly an achievement of the noblest of humans.. The gentlest of hearts.. The most virtuous of warriors.

Embrace her... Love her. Lose yourself in her. And maybe then... You would find yourself worthy of that gentle heart.

Hurt her, let her noble tears drop to the ground.. And you would be in great consequence... For hurting such a noble love is besmirching the very blessings of the enlightened one himself.