A Wave Rose In Thy Name Poem by Prabir Gayen

A wave Rose In Thy Name
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A wave rose in thy name
in the vast ocean of consciousness,
The master with tender hands formed thy form,
Unseen and indivisible reigns
in thy self-thy guided spirit.
A wave rose in thy name.
Thou art not born not die
Thy sprite is only to visit the place,
Thy charm is unknown and yet to find,
From time immemorial thou art,
Form to form thou change,
floating in the bosom of vast sphere,
A wave rose in thy name in the ocean of consciousness.
Thou art not,
That cold hand will touch,
Nor will warm wind drag thee down,
Thou art the darling of ceres,
forster child of the sky.
No hunger nor thirst can treat thee down,
Such is thy nature,
Thy master is in thy soul,
A wave rose in thy name.
Thou art not to fade,
Eternal fragrance will spread,
Thy hue will glow in sun and flower,
Thou art a mist-soaked rhyme.
A wave rose in thy name,
to make formless a form.
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