And then i use to wonder lately at night,
That what allows us to wander, think , vibrate at the same frequency,
May be it’s a tale of fate or an act of democracy,
May be a universal take or part of our diplomacy,
May be this idiosincracy is something else,
That can’t be defined, and doesn’t make sense,
Really, is this what they call divine?
Or is it just, that your soul is nothing but a long lost broken part of mine?
And last night, i realised that it’s really pristine,
That your soul is an eternal home to mine!
And now that you’re here , it feels like eternity of divine!