A question lingers, as night turns today. Where do you come, in this cosmic ballet?

In the symphony of life, a serendipitous song, I wonder why, with you, our fates belong. Is it fate that binds us, or a higher decree?

A cosmic design that only we can see. Jesus, in your wisdom, can you shed a light, On why our souls crossed, in the still of the night?

So, Jesus, I ask, with a humble plea, Unravel the secrets of this mystery. Why did our paths cross, and yet, souls untouched?

In the vast expanse of time, where destinies are clutched.

Did you feel looking into my eyes, we have the same wounds caused by people around,

Still, we never show any regrets towards anyone, Oh Jesus, I don’t want to see her in wrong hands, She is looking at me, with a whole heart; but I am poor tied & struck, whenever we were in front of each other, I never got the courage to say her anything. By looking at her pictures I am feeling restless like she is an angel.

looking for me and I am a poor devil craving for her soul to heal my demons...

Can I have one day just to hold her near to me, don’t even want to say anything Because I am afraid now, she is asking for ‘Salvation’ and I am asking for ‘Union’.

How should we win Jesus, tell me! Did she meet me in a past life or we will die, untouched souls, this lifetime?

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