Making Permanent
My gardener says: 'flowers fade away,
Ones found yesterday, are not seen today'.
Tentativeness and simple temperance
Add true beauty to perfect permanence.
My father, mother, brother, sister gone
Will destiny leave me live long alone?
Completion of duty, a virtue, sure
Attaining perfection, yet, not obscure.
Meditation on death is essential
Makes our life, in truth, very substantial.
Persons, events that taught me - before me
personalizing, passing, are on me.
How long could I cry over my spilt milk -
Proprietor - dairy bubbling with milk...
Leave mind and heart free. Take up any task.
Tell Master anytime accounts to ask.
Copyright © Christuraj Alex | Year Posted 2021
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