For the raindrop
Joy is joining the river
Ghalib
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from the deepest place
love flows
like a spring
love flows
in the deepest place
who I am is found
and lost
in something bigger
in the deepest place
my starving soul
quivers
fixed on the scent of light
in the deepest place
I am fed
defined
nourished
and deeply connected
to the One
I live
and breathe
and have my being
and being becomes
something through which i pass
differently
the shallow lands become transformed
all
is fed
by that deep spring
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