Heart and Soul
Heart and soul are we
As string and hand to music
As scent and honey to flowers
Hand in hand as in word and it's meaning
Care should not we for worldly pangs
Either for things that went wrong
Or for stains and strains throng
This life, coming in a gang.
A fool I am indeed, my love,
To have not ascertained your name,
Your form too, I did not mind
To keep in my heart well shaped
Still O ! dear, in the rising sun
In the waxing moon and the glowing stars
In the rainbows, flowers and colourful leaves
I see the semblance of your sheen
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