Currency of Love

Beloved

You once spoke:
If you wish not to suffer,
Never make a transaction
With the currency called Love

Yet
You have sown the seed of Love
Deep within this heart

That seed
Has sprouted and grown
Becoming huge laden tree with blossoms

Those blossoms of Love
Bloomed and flourished
Spreading the fragrance of Love

When those blossoms of Love were in full bloom
You departed
Vanished from my sight

What remains is only longing
Swellings of grieve, waves of yearning
My heart shattered to pieces

These eyes long
To behold Your beautiful face

These ears long
To hear the music of Your flute

Since You departed
All that remains is endless sorrow

Meanwhile,
On the other shore
You laugh
And say:

Did I not tell you from the very beginning?
Never make a transaction
With the currency
Called Love

You will be broken into pieces by longing
You will grieve in an endless wait



Dedicated to Guruji Anand Krishna
(September 26, 2015 – September 26, 2025, ten years since meeting Guruji)

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