EVERY MINUTE

Every minute I have with You

I'm so fortunate.

Between the pushing and the pulling

there is a space.

I only want to live there with You.

More and more I only want

to be with You.

Like a passing parade

the noise and commotion

passes us by

and I am with You.

The parades are coming and going

with bands and marching,

shouts and causes...

I only want to be with You...

We can watch the parades together

No marching, shouting or causes for us.

I love You that is enough.

They will come and go

encircling, enlisting,

but not for us.

We are done.

Leave me if You want

but I will not march.

I will only cry for You.

No more parades.

No more marching bands.

Only the sweet singing in my heart.

Love song for two.

Radha Krishna, my teachers...