Dear Ruth, You have made me into a human; I was wild and untamed. It was then you evolved and occurred into mine. I have seen the greatness of life and the vivacity of soul. I have also sung the utopian hallelujahs to the stories we've never told. I always wonder the transformation I've gone through- you made me a poet. You were everywhere in every form and matter; I couldn't see any other patterns other than yours. I saw my coming through the pains of thought and the flow of words. I made them into being and coloured with your life and image. Ah, such a delicate soul! I incubated you in time and space for eternity. It was in your absence I found the beauty of love for the first time in great magnitude. Quite an irony! Your absence filled everywhere and suffocated my anarchist self. And, you became a continuation of everything I loved. I was trying to take off unto the magnificent gift of a writer. You brought my muse along with you. My soul rejoiced and overwhelmed o
“To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour…”