I asked the Sun how she loved the Moon She said ‘I’ must die in the Beloved’s tomb ~ Pulkit Kr

This love it pervades

In the space between us

You thought this was empty

But it’s flowing with Mastt

~Pulkit Kr.

The moon climbs up to the sky every night just to get a glimpse of you.

For you are not of this world, you are rare, a rose with a beating heart, oh how the extraordinary resides within you.
~Pulkit Kr.