If soul a circle were
Whose fringes lie nowhere
And centre somewhere in us,
If death moves this centre
From this body to another,
From change of place, of breath,
Whatso given one's faith,
It's change but of locus.
Man's not afraid of death,
Afraid he's of locus.
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Musings |27.12.18 |
Soul travels from one body to another and soul is eternal. Life's journey continues. This poem is very brilliantly penned...10
Yes, soul an infinite circle that only changes its centre, thank you Kumarnani Mahakul.
Amazing insight, Aniruddha. For some, change, almost any change, is a form of death. This verse goes to myfavourites.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
From this body to another! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Yes, all souls part of an infinite family of circles with moving centres, thank you Edward Louis..