For long during life
He idolized, and
Tried to hold her close;
But dispassionate Time —
A quiet yet decisive teacher
Moves through all things.
Now she stands afar
The language between them
falling like hesitant steps
As though their shared past
Bond and companionship
Was just a fleeting dream.
A deeper thought rises within
This body we cling with pride
Ego we nurture so resiliently —
Are nothing but garments
The Self fleetingly wears
Only for a while.
The ancient sages
Had foreseen it clearly
The temporal attachment
Only knots threads of maya
While true love learns
A graceful release of knots
As the Self is but a Witness
Walking through fleeting scenes.
Therefore union, separation,
loss, longing, abandoning —
Are like waves of touch and go
Before returning to eternal sea
While wisdom, the ultimate bliss
That opens the hand softly,
Blessing the bond,
Yet letting the journey continue.
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