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Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Rookie - 39 Points (1-7-1959 / india)


Gita says that when a man dies
His soul takes new birth on, to earth;
Passes in some new body but disguise
From a new womb he takes new birth.
With tender limbs and brighter gain
The same soul takes new path again.

Such is the sermon of Lord Krishna and my cast;
This body, this band that holds the pen,
It comes and goes and does not ever last,
And turned, as dust, to dust again;
These eyes of mine have closed and shown
Many a times at Haridwar, Sangam and Ujjain.

All that man rightly think or do,
Or make, or spoil, or bless, or blast,
His curse or blessing justly due
This one is neither slays nor is slain past.
His life is an account of the sum
Of good or bad indulged, or overcome.

Man knows that in his lives to be
His sorry heart will ache and burn,
And worship, power and wealth tree,
As man moves on the roads spurn,
His road shall be the road he made;
All that he gave shall be repaid.

Indeed, Bhagavadgita tells,
O man! Renounce this tiring strain!
Surely, surely, he must trust Him well,
Only his action, a good great man obtain,
Place, crowns, wealth and a happy end,
Certain is birth for the one that has died.

Submitted: Sunday, October 17, 2010

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