Secret chamber of my heart

Secret Chamber of my heart

That is a secret chamber of my heart,
as sacred as the creator’s master plan,
that is a sacred chamber of my heart,
inundated thought s flow diving up and down,
not , not, in a purblind move
of permutation and computation ,
along with the blood flow, cogitations,
hurt feelings ,inexplicable too,
tabled in a preset tabernacle,
yet colourful as the fish dandling with their
cute fins foraying up and down the water,
symbols and solutions as sacred
as the rivers the mighty Himalayas.
That is a secret chamber of my heart.