The rainbows keep on singing the earth songs
In overflowing love over the multihued horizon
Does the sky ever keep track of that glory?
Who else could tell us but the sky itself?
Earth songs gushes out on me to please my senses
From all sides for all times
From cool forest breeze and green meadows
From colorful brooks and mountain shadows
From monsoon rains and desert winds
They approach me with ever-new tunes
One after another in their usual sequence
Like the waves of an ocean resonating my heart
Then dissolve and vanish into infinite space
Without leaving a clue to its tie with the limitless sky
Does limitless sky ever keep track of the limited?
Does fullness ever feel pain of man’s emptiness?
Who else could tell but the fullness itself?
Unless man becomes fullness melting into space!
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