AFFECTION

Composed
The moment,
In tranquil gaze;
Affection sits
Lovingly.

With affection
It gets born
In affection
It radiates.

Should
A Question
Arise,
It melts
The wise

Supple
Thy orb
Soothing
Thy balm
Who else
Can calm!

Volatile
The impurities
Evaporates
In thy touch

How caring
The hands,
Which fills
To brink
The cup-divine;
Oozing divinity
To all and ALL.