Earning we do through virtue,
Churning gives butter purview.
God’s knowledge is ever pure,
Mind holds this in middle sure.
Each wave of mind is thought,
In front of our vision is brought.
This is caught in vibrated wind,
Song is composed by this mind.
Tiny mind contains new story,
This knows all within category.
Unlimited wishes born here,
This holds several pillars in tier.
Positivity comes in perception,
Memory remains in reception.
Possession of values is definite,
Mind exists in forms is indefinite.
Eternal song of God, mind sings,
This expresses sorrow, joy brings.
Spring pours fragrance we do feel,
Mind does contain unlimited zeal.
Wheel rotates mind moves more,
This is just like unstable sea shore.
This is better to bind in meditation,
God only gives us sure liberation.
Great wonderful poem! Man is music - his thoughts, feelings and body in rhythm - and God created man to be in rhythm with God's love. You have this out in your beautiful lines. I enjoyed reading it. Thank you.
Very well crafted piece of work, Kumar...Your words speak from deepest parts of your passion for expression. Keep that pen pumping...~FjR~
Sometimes pleasing, sometimes discordant, the music never stops. Good poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Yes! The mind sings! To face the ways of life. Nice piece of work.