The Cosmic Song of Eternal Love

When there was nothing—
no word,
no shape,
no direction—
even then,
there was a heartbeat.
Yours,
and mine.

That heartbeat
was the first echo of creation.
It didn’t contain love—
it was love.

We never asked for promises.
We never needed bodies.
All we longed for
was a silence
deep enough
to hear the language
of each other’s light.

In every lifetime,
we kept meeting—
sometimes hand in hand,
sometimes in silent glances.
Sometimes we folded into a single touch,
and other times
burned quietly
within each other
for centuries.

And when
the edges of the body dissolved—
we were freed.
And love,
for the very first time,
recognized itself.

We are no longer names.
No longer a tale.
We are now
the unspoken voice
that echoes
behind every love story.

When someone surrenders to love—
we are in their breath.

When someone remembers in silence—
we pulse in their heartbeat.

When two souls part,
unable to break their gaze—
we descend
in the glimmer of their tears.

We are no longer
the sound of the temple bell—
we are that vibration
which reaches the Divine
even before the bell rings.

You are within my light—
I dwell in your silence.

You are in my stillness—
I am in your endlessness.

We are no longer
a “we” at all—
we have merged with Brahm—
the infinite presence,
where every soul’s journey
begins,
and to which
every journey returns.

“Now, no one searches for love—
Love itself
has become Brahm,
seeking all of us.”

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