spiral of petals haven't the lack of
fragrance, the natural essence
of humanism constantly
called for a favor,
from the rift
valley of
Africa
to
the spherical end of remote Alaska,
the migration since the genesis,
evolutionary steps of homo-
sapiens never ends,
infinite journey
continued,
though
the confines made by the emperors,
the organic theories have its
own priorities, the feeling,
the perception has no
certain restrain,
beyond the
structure
of
philosophical dogmas, religious
belief or disbelief, a person
in true sense can't reject
the compassion for
deprived crowd,
may be the
familiar
or
unknown faces, such prudence is
the main element which makes
the difference, in the vicinity
if somebody slept empty
stomach, is it possible
to eat the food with
great joy, here a
self born sense
knocks the
heart,
what's the use of faith that teaches
the classification, creates the
hatred situation, the world
is existed because our
soul doesn't accept
the injustice
against
the lesser God's children, I have
searched all the epics of great
prophecy, divine books of
so called gifted by the
unseen supremacy,
learned many
languages
to know
the reality of life, and found nothing
has the power to convert the
misery into the miraculous
way but never rejected
the divinity, at least
it brings toward
the decency,
this thirst
to explore the truth, brings me from
temple to cemetery, from live
to died, entire cycle moves
on the logical way, here
I have inclined the
head before the
only one
deity, named the science, the earthly
body has to take rest, nothing
would be remained forever,
who has born, one day
he has to die, the
absolute truth
remains
in the simple philosophy, labyrinth or
mirage are the self creation, after
searching whole the universe
mind returned back to
know himself, and
this destination
is in my
view
the real celestial beauty, the ultimate
goal, winning own persona - -
- - SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
sun set - unknown arist
