while reading her poems a deep youning is coming up from deep inside, for me her poems touch the very core of my being, describing the essence of desires .
In the following poem, what strikes me most is the total surrender and total en restless love for lord Krishna,

A love that looks so familiar to me fire coming from inside, a thousand worldly desires unfullfilled, it will never go...only to be pointed in one single direction, the Divine


I am your slave
...bind me in thethers, Mira's your slave
She wakes up at dawn
sits in the garden
haunts the pathways of Brindavan forest
making up ballads
fever, memory, craving
birth after birth they come with me
I slip on a saffron robe
hoping to see you
Yogins come to Brindavan to know Oneness
hermits perform terrible spells
holy men come to sing gospels
but Mira is deeper Lord
and more secret
She waits with a ruined heart every night
by the river
.........just for a glimpse