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Spontaneity
When, like petrified shells, rocks, bones, and skeletons
Narrow thoughts, words, and actions show their elegance
As the swan of fables bisects water from milk
Shouldn't we shred narrowness, though it's, like stones, thick?
The tender caress of the Supreme, like the breeze
Heals us from the ills of vices and makes us ease
May openness fill each tabula rasa head.
Optimism, like prophets and messengers, let's spread
Harmonized, like the rhythm of a melody
We mingle ourselves within cosmic parody.
Like an albatross, we fly on a gratis rein.
We dance with Nataraja, freed from every pain.
Copyright ©
Christuraj Alex
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