Her Soul's Perfume .. Dusmanta Choudhury

 

The sweetest perfume of her soul's love
She sprays dearly for ever on my soul
Accumulates the fragrance from the sky above
Where her own soul does very often stroll
And she offers the music of her heart
Full of her ethics of the most spiritual art

From which to reason, from which to emotion
Of all she can hold, for the mankind remould
And she offers often the art of her fashion
Moves from hell to heaven as she does behold
The spark of divinity she finds everywhere
What hell, what heaven, she is not sure

She brings pure life into all that were dead
With her sweetest love, that stored in her heart
Perhaps since birth, the God has ever made
And all her actions on her forehead wrote
In the divine script.no astrologer can read
As it is her eye's language,never to embed

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