SHUNYA - THE PERFECT SPHERE
The ellipse, a perfect sphere
the closed horizon-
within itself as a perfect balance.
No irregularities, no imperfection
the sound finish for a whole existence.
The spec of progeny, the end of life
returning to itself
as a well made journey.
An answer to human agony
swelling of emotions so many
just to be in itself-
is so much more sunny.
Shunya the begining and end
closed at peace, no frill no spill.
Mind and body set at peace
the yogic expression of eternal joy.
The perfect Zero-
set in scape, as a lesson to all
no despair no greed
just well balanced need
to be within oneself with eternal joy
to contemplate inward
and know the power of origin.
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