Thinking of Her

“Now in that very garden, Love’s great shrine

Where once a tender Spouse found perfect bliss

Fulfilled exceedingly, your Madhava

Is meditating once again on you;

He day and night recites your dulcet name

As though it were a pearl-strung rosary

Of holy mantras. Still he longs and sighs

For the sweet rapture of your close embrace

And for the heart’s deep draught of ecstasy.”

From Chapter 5 of Gita-Govinda, by Jayadeva

That moment is gone… but it will come again. And even if I long for it, I know in my heart that time is no big divide for love, which is eternal. I am waiting, and in that wait, I think of her.

“[...] a fair time that cannot be forgotten; and because it will not be forgotten, that fair time may come again.”

Arthur, Excalibur (1981)