Another dawn sneaks in as the world turns
Another night melts into the joyous daylight
As I watch again the game of my Eternity
The limitless ‘I' searching her very limits
Her golden flag unfolds in the eastern sky
Resonating by the music of her march
Permeating all terrains that slowly appear
Covering the path along her endless space
Why does she retrace her daily journey?
Time and time again in a cycle for ever
None else can tell except my Eternity
Her way of fun by constant rejuvenation
Similar juvenile awareness we all have
Our mothers playing pick-a-boo with us
Learning from mother during her games
Having immense fun during the process
That's all we can talk about our Eternity
Anything else we need to feel at heart
Intellect is useless in ways to know her
As Eternity has created our own intellect
Living in deepest heart on a divine throne
She keeps playing with our narrow intellect
Time and again while teaching us lessons
So, we can master the art of blissful living
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