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Life is nothing but a passing Shadow
Of light and shade
Casting pearls of days and nights
In the vast colourful open fields
Of heaven and earth.
On the other hand
Life is a series of battles—
Between spirit and matter, soul and body,
Life and death, knowledge and ignorance,
Health and diseases—
Changelessness and transitoriness,
Self-control and temptations,
And discrimination and the
Blind sense of mind.
Whatever it may be
The muddling current of life
Flows swift towards destiny.
Nothing can be gained or lost here
Only coming and going
Or appearing and vanishing
Or changing the over-coats
That spread the tie of illusion.
After rendering services
To the unwilling will or willing will
Of the Omnipresent Father heavenly.
To play a game of hide and seek
In the veil of creation and destruction
On the endless Sea-Shore
Of Eternal love and wisdom.
Life is destined to reborn again
To project and continue
The permanent existence
Of motion pictures
Of Creation beyond imagination.
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