I gave him my heart, and he dressed it in honey. He is of a kind, exotic and beautiful. In him, my womb rejoices in dance to the rhythmic heart beat of the drum.
He is to me a member of the unknown, and I seek him like I seek the kingdom. I crave the understanding of his mind, for it is vastly different from mine.
To understand him is to experience the change I so fervently pray for--that I so desperately yearn for.
And that which I have seen in him and felt within me cannot be denied--divinity.
HE I can still recognize. Though my flesh lives in a state of amnesia, my soul remembers who we are together in eternity.
He is worth the wait and the sacrifice of Aparna's fast, and I can do it again until once more I am sustained by the breath of life, that prana in which all my thoughts flow daily.
He was worth it then, and he is worth it now.
Aparna no more, for he has called me Shanti, and I chant and I sing for us. The melody of my voice ever flows with the wind as memories of an endless love.

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