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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.

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