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Samvit Mavinkurve

Abstract Classics Inspirational

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Samvit Mavinkurve

Abstract Classics Inspirational

The Rising Sun Amid The Night of Death

The Rising Sun Amid The Night of Death

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The Passion Flower stood proudly,

Sporting its undisputed crown,

Proclaiming its glory loudly,

But alas, now it has turned brown.

 

The King of Evil has arrived.

Its vehicles are the sense objects.

It attacks the eyes, nose, and throat.

Its weapon is the breath,

And its target is Death!

 

Lifeless in nature and yet, the destroyer of life;

Infinitesimally small, yet, the cause of infinite strife.

What a devil it is, the king of them all,

Small in size, appearing like a ball!

 

It has consumed the Radiant Sun,

And has become the cause of the darkest of nights.

It has destroyed all fun,

And has started the most dangerous fight.

Started has the night!

Started has the night!

                                                    

The world is full of bodies dead,

The mind is full of fear,

The ground is full of blood-red,

Eerie sounds do the ears hear!

 

Heard are the cries of separation and cries of pain,

Lacking people and vehicles are the ever busy lanes.

Empty are the ever packed planes,

And afraid is the ever excited mind.

Yet, it is the night to see!

Yes, it is the night to see!

 

In the Darkness only, can the light's rays be seen,

In Death only, can Life's beauty be seen,

In Change only, can the Eternal Constant be seen,

And only in the Constant shall the change end!

 

The night of death is the time to know,

The night of death is the time to realize,

The night of death is the time to be wise,

Towards the Truth, it is the time to finally go!


The sun has set,

The birds are back in their nest,

The ground with water is wet,

With strong winds blowing from the west.


The large trees are blown by the wind,

Only the small ones remain,

Seeking shelter is the world,

That very shelter which is hard to find.


That violent storm is the Destroyer,

The night is the silent Observer,

The Alarm is this resilient year,

And the Almighty is our Savior!

 

The time to abridge has arrived,

To build up the foundation of Divinity in our lives,

And slow down a bit in our rapid lives,

The time to do what we love to do!

The time to relish the Constant!

 

Now is the time of the Blissful Day,

For the light shown by Him is shining here,

May that light show us the way,

To make this world a blissful sphere!



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