Fact is that
You are eternal
But this covering body
Of five material elements
Is perishable and temporary
And it is fact
You transmigrate from
One body to another
By law of nature
That is Your previous deeds
In fact so many transformations
Of matter from one form to another
Is common features
It is Your energy
That is not check-able
I have no hand in it
And there is no cause of grief.
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