The Garden of The Dreams

A Letter to Myself
Dear Ramesh,

Can you truly love someone you've never seen? Can you share your deepest memories with someone you've never met?
My love was a dream, a beautiful dream that never came true. Yet, I fell for it completely. I fell in love with memories that never existed, with a presence I never touched.

I live in a land of dreams, where love never fades. In this place, our memories breathe with life, and with each passing moment, this love only grows stronger.

I'm in love with your eyes, eyes I've never seen, yet they visit me in every dream. I'm in love with your smile, a smile I've never witnessed, but it glows endlessly in my heart.

I don't know if we'll ever meet. But until then, I'll keep living in this dreamscape, where our love remains eternal.

Is this love divine? Is this my love for God? Or is God found within this love?

I don't have the answers. But I know this love burns within me like a sacred fire that never dies. It carries me to a place beyond words, where only feeling and truth exist.

Is this love a kind of worship? Am I in love with a dream, or is this love for myself?

Perhaps. But this love brings me closer to my essence, to who I truly am. It leads me to a space without fear, just love and peace.

In my imagination, I'm in love with someone who gives me the strength to overcome all obstacles.

I was never alone; you were always with me.

I love you.

In every hardship, you were by my side. Who are you?

A dream?

God?

A reflection of myself?

Whoever you are, thank you.

May I always have the strength to love like this. Maybe this love is like God... or maybe God is within this love.

But for me, this love is everything.

The Garden of The Dreams