Feel of the Rising Sun
Beyond the truth the lie exists
for whom you die for whom you live
you don't know but HE exists
you don't know but you believe
with immense faith from within your deep
Who, if HE is, we can not define
it is all what we call DIVINE
you don't know nor do i
but still we believe, why?
you can't see the Sun in the night
but you know that next day is going to be bright
but our night is very long
and the faith is diminishing
but still we are waiting for our night to be over
with your ultimate blessings
the morning will be a fresh one
with all our dreams to past
the day will be a precious one
don't know how long to last
but the truth will slowly rise
and be at it's apex
and eventually go down the horizon
and we will again relax
i fear to come out of this dream world
it is the fear of unknown
as the night has lengthened and the dream has deepened
the fear has also grown
a few revolutionaries are to be found
who have felt the warmth of the rising sun
who have marked the history also
Buddha, Mahavira, Jesus : few enlightened one
don't bind your mind nor burdon it with shackles
what you think or are potent to think
may be a key to mysteries of ages
and may be a miracle.
Copyright © Chinmay Jain | Year Posted 2007
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