Get it or forget it
Just do it,
The way you ignore
A thankless deed!
Maybe you won’t
get rewarded
for just doing it.
There is a system in place,
In the ways of all things,
To strike a balance;
An equilibrium of sorts
That no one sees.
Or, all simply feign
That they do not.
When time comes full
Repetition takes place.
It's repetition
That keeps this sphere
All the way down.
It just does it
As it usually does it.
Though it’s different
Every other moment.
But there is a time
In this regime
When all things,
That have gone by,
Meet once at least
Just to strike a balance.
If you’d identify it,
The rest is bliss.
Lest, forget it.
You’ve no peace.
jaypeescopies@yahoo.co.in
a well written piece JP... the message here conceived and delivered well...congrats 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Karmic wheels turns round and repays the debt in like.We reap what we sow.A tenf rom me.