Pure Divine

By Mansi Singh

My soul is somewhere I don't know,

Somewhere I long to go.

My body like a bird caged in a distant land, with a burning heart to fly away,

one day I'll fly away! leaving a cage behind.

I'll catch my soul to the way back home.

I'll fly until I find as burning heart as mine,

A lover to the beloved, to fill the void. 

In the sky like the dying sun I whine,

"After a long day my moon must shine."

And as an eternity passes, 

the moon underline's kissing his sun's drenched eyes.

With love it cries "My beloved, I'm thine."

And just like that the lover fills the weary birds void,

Nothing less than the 'pure divine'.

By Mansi Singh