When my soul expresses itself in
elegance ,
and soothes me purely to allure n
assure ,
its you ,,,
When it speaks the language older than breath ,
More serene than the thought I, hold,
its you ,,,
Living in your heartbeats, calling through
the pulses ,
It sways ceaselessly in the luxuries of imagination ,
Its you,,
Embrace Life 
Dear Reena Ji,
Your poem is not merely about love it reveals a presence that transcends language. The repeated whisper, “It’s you,” becomes less a declaration and more a sacred realization, where the soul recognizes itself in the Eternal. There is a quiet music flowing through every line, reminding us that the deepest truths are not spoken aloud but felt in the silence between heartbeats.
Thank you for sharing such a beautifully contemplative and profoundly moving piece. It lingers in the heart long after the last line is read.
Vijay Srivastava
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