Nothing more will be undone Under the sun, after The perishable use of our past and present; The only knowing that will carry along the future Will be the reward of the forgotten memory Sans love, hatred and envy That we carried on before With our portion of life Now, not for ever Will they reap the warmth of sun, nor The muslin of dreamy nights; All perishable, that is done
All skies perch in droplets At wee hours of early dawn As if a bundle of joy smiles Through the glittering dews Upturning the sky, rollercoaster; A crown held high in an oval Topping on the shining leaves
A wonder as the feelings touch The petals of a loving bloom With a glimmer of hope, that A noble idea gets into the core Moistening our dreams In a clear posture of the day
Your living criteria was
Signing off my past
each day and each night
Until
You came by my voice
from the corner of the multiverse
and
transcripted a record
of your omniscence
that
you know what you know:
A 'karmyogi' with wisdom infinite