FLUX (Partha Sarathi) As crimson orb took exit, On earth perched the dusk; Feeble light slowly sneaks: Earth wore the night-mask. Silently the night-Queen peered Behind clouds curtain; As they traveled to far-off space, Her reigns now certain. The Queen seems to be bathed afresh, Drenched in Autumn rain; Nightjasmine-scented sky seems serene, As it has no stain! White heads of Kash-blossoms toss, With Autumns gentle blow; Monsoon made rivers overbrimmed, Now they amuck flow! Airs anxious of fast advanced mist: Feared of Wintry cold; When silent smoked fog will cover sun, Chilled stasis will hold. Though fair serenitys succeeded by foul fog, Fairll recur again; The days lustrous lamp will cast cloud-cleft colors: Choired thrush will sing fain! Thus Autumns followed by Wintry cold, Again to Spring and Summer they are sold; Seasons after seasons in cyclic wheel change, Being not spared by Times tyrant range! Lets transcend this Nature-bound corporeal shape; Realize the Eternal without adhering to gape! This shape will return to five elements and dusts; So, lets suck Divine nectar ere unmanifest Beauty rusts!
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 14:47:05 +0000
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