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 On our 30th anniversary  In the middle of the cosmic dance, Two prancing waves resolved. Swept away in just a single glance Two hearts into one dissolved. Creating gardens of joy and play Forging dreams in fire and clay Gardeners, artists, cooks and carpenters My hands are yours, move hills, grow trees. Programmers, dancers, thinkers and designers Your eyes are mine, dissolve doubts in peace Creating gardens of joy and play Forging dreams in fire and clay Merged in the river that pulls planets together Sharing to grow with much love to share … (and then some more)  The wonder of our dream that there is no other We are universal as one the ardhanarishwar Love  And then some more 

  The air we breathe the fragrance you bring   By Shreefal Mehta   11 April 2020 What perfume that wafted, what fresh meaning that drafted What generosity of spirit, what talk of clear merit What new excitement to re-learn, what old conditioning we un-learn Why this choice of partner unknowing, just following deeper emotions flowing What perfume that wafted, breathes mingled, selves lofted  Why we trust each other so much, like clouds in air when gently they touch  Why completely, longingly we love so much, unknown the connection deep our lives touch; What fresh eyes that you lent me,  in what fresh joy you enveloped me  What perfume was it that wafted what beautiful thoughts to me it drafted Daily we’re renewing the blessed outlook, projecting beautiful worlds from our little nook  Daily we awake from whence we were blind, to the beauty that abounds from the bouquet of your mind. What is life doing now? giving me a glance; with a slight...