Ah, this must be love! | Radha M. Parikh

‘Who are you?’  She looked up wide eyed,
Into those questioning eyes;
‘I am’ they gazed back.
I always was. I will be.
I have known you through many lifetimes.
Walked your ways through tears and laughter,
Pined for you through endless aeons of hope
Whiled away seasons in anticipation
That one day you will be mine.
Yet that day seems written in eternity.
My soul grows strong with all the strife and pain,
My heart weaker still with unrequited love,
And questions unanswered.

The blood pulsed through her veins vibrantly.
Her heart beat like it would burst through,
She neither saw nor heard no matter what
When he placed his hand upon her open waiting palm,
It was just as of yore, ‘from palm to palm is palmer’s kiss;’
Will there be answers for all the queries?
Will there be many sunsets and full moons to gaze upon,
in harmony and unison of thought and feeling?
She had no answers yet but knew for sure,
Change was in the air.
Change that may be good for her, or bad,
But change that she had paused through fears unknown.
The inevitable time for action!
Her heart like molten mercury but head filled with queries,
She gazed upon the resting palm, dreams scattering around
Stars and sunbeams seemed to float around in perfect harmony
A strange but soft feeling of content resting on her brow
The look she returned spoke all that he cared to know
Ah, this must be love?

Dr. Radha M. Parikh
Asst. Professor, DAIICT