Smile, my beloved, in the face of the abyss

Mihar Diaries . . .

In the tapestry of existence, I emerge,
Your moon, your moonlight, a silent surge.
A celestial ballet in the vast cosmic sea,
Reflecting the depth of our shared mystery.

I am the flower garden within your soul,
Petals unfurling, a story yet untold.
A silent river, the water of life,
Quenching the thirst of our shared strife.

Through the eons, I’ve traversed time,
Eager for you, a rhythm, a rhyme.
No earthly adornments, just bare surrender,
A pilgrim of love, transcending the splendor.

I long to hear the echo of your laughter,
A symphony that lingers, forever after.
To dissolve the shadows that linger in your gaze,
I am here, an oasis, in love’s intricate maze.

Love, a potion of depth and hue,
Nourishing the roots, both me and you.
In the garden of souls, let our spirits dive,
An alchemy profound, where spirits revive.

As we journey back to life’s cacophonous marches,
Amidst the echoes, where hope often arches,
Smile, my beloved, in the face of the abyss,
For in your smile, I find transcendence, eternal bliss.