The inextinguishable lamp
Of light burning
Which but the Atman
Just like the diya,
An earthenware, oily and wicked
Will go burning.
The indivisible human soul,
A unit of light,
A small lamp
It will go burning
For long,
Which but will not extinguish,
Burn for ever, burn for ever.
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Beautiful poem. The lamp will burn forever, it will never extinguish, like our soul...