I, Too, Am a Riddle

Anjali Gupta

My love, I, too, am a riddle.

The nectar, the honeyed laughter, 
The lust in your glances, 
The lamentation, the despair, 
All the poison in this quivering world.  

I drink, I drink it all, and yet I thirst 
for sorrow 
And bathe in the river of joy. 

From every fiber of my being 
Both the fire and water fall. 
Renunciation and devotion join 
In my panting breath. 

My love, I was born to the lap 
of limitation,
But I, too, have loved in the limitless.