Wanting the love of Divine..!!

The flower basking
In the field
To find her love with sun
But it would be fed-up in few hours..

The honey-Bee singing their
eternal song in  the flower ear
With chorus of gentle breeze..

Is it only a lust..?
Or
Is that blindness of love..?

But
The poet still searching,
wanting the love of divine
in permanent…
  
                          Kiran Athrey