Seasons wane, centuries unfurl,
Yet some essence lingers in the soul's pearl.
Where are those days, those nights of yore?
Their regal whispers, heard no more?
Melodies now, a chorus vast,
Echoing through time, forever to last.
Some say life's purpose is grace, a divine art,
Some say life's purpose is grace, a beating heart.
If asked by a soul seeking its place,
Tell them, life’s core is love’s embrace.
Humming, swaying, a dance untold,
One heart beats, brave and bold.
Humming, swaying, a sacred call,
One truth echoes, embracing all.
Humming, swaying, love's tender sway,
Love itself, lights up the way.
Humming, swaying, a love so deep,
Love itself, secrets to keep.
Radha's Krishna, a love so grand,
Love's universe, a helping hand.
Heer and Ranjha, their love entwined,
Yours and mine, a love we find.
Shah Jahan's Taj, Mumtaz's grace,
Layla and Majnun, in love's embrace,
Yours and mine, their love we share.
Yours and mine, their love we share.
To lovers of love, a greeting profound,
Humming, swaying, in love's sacred ground.
One heart beats, where all can meet,
Humming, swaying, love's heartbeat.
One truth echoes, for all to hear,
Humming, swaying, banishing fear.
Love's tender touch, forever to be near,
To lovers of love, a greeting so clear.
Humming, swaying, in love's sacred ground,
One heart beats, where love is found.
One truth echoes, eternally bound.
Love's tender touch, on hallowed ground.
To lovers of love, a greeting so true,
Love's gift to each heart, a blessing anew.
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