Two souls, separately flowered, born to mate
Unknown to each other, mated by fate
A wonder, an expression of tender strength,
A new relationship, tended, for life’s length
True relationships exist not, but are tended
As the rose, the gardener’s pet, blooms when watered
Though the undernourished wither, alone and woebegone
But nurtured, find new life, to bloom and shine.
Love is not just acceptance, it is growth
Of two souls, joined by a mystical troth
A quest, a journey, not meant for the one,
But together, a bond, each step outdone
So grow, and let the relation be your guide
Bride for groom, groom for bride
And every question love raises,
Have answers in each of the other’s tender gazes!
– Mani