She

She has so much within to shower
But the soul that triggers her is only the one which doesn’t need to be quenched
She is the moonlight,
but the luminescence that draws her is the sun itself.
She so yearns to be awaited, to be sought eagerly.
But what pulls her is calm personified
She revers the desire of the first man for the first woman
What enthralls her is the monk like poise
She is the river itself, but what satiates her is the thirst for the sea
She revels in wisdom, but what enlightens her is the conquest of the curious man