Love is brighter than light,
a beacon piercing through shadows,
illuminating the darkest recesses of the soul.
I have journeyed through three worlds,
each one a tapestry of dreams and desires,
yet still, I search for the trueness
that whispers in the spaces between.
In the first world,
I wandered through fields of gold,
where the sun kissed the earth
and laughter danced on the wind.
But love was a fleeting mirage,
a specter of ephemeral beauty,
slipping through my fingers like sand.
In the second world,
I traversed cities of glass and steel,
where ambition carved its mark on every heart.
Here, love wore a mask of duty and expectation,
a fragile construct teetering on the edge of collapse.
It shone with a cold, distant light,
its warmth locked behind barriers of fear and pride.
In the third world,
I delved into the depths of solitude,
where silence wrapped around me like a cloak.
Here, love was a quiet whisper,
a gentle breath in the stillness,
a promise of something more,
waiting to be found in the echoes of my own heart.
Yet still, I search,
for the trueness that exists somewhere,
a love unblemished by time or circumstance,
a love that sings with the purity of a child's laughter,
that burns with the intensity of a thousand stars.
Love is brighter than light,
an eternal flame guiding my way,
and though I have traveled three worlds,
I know my journey is far from over.
For in the search lies the essence of love,
the unwavering hope that keeps me moving forward,
ever towards the elusive, ever-present trueness.
-Rashid Ali Ghazipuri