TOUCHING THE REFLECTION
on that origin, flow of compassion never
shrivels, adopts all the sub branches
in its persona, makes the arid
land of life with lushness,
into the profundity
of that heart
exists
the beauty of fairness, the affection for
all human being, beyond the belief
and doctrine, an enormous
stream brings the pious
waves to purify the
deposit sediment
of prejudice,
that’s
invisible, unwrapped conscience can see
across the dense mist, the self image
never extinct, to knowing that,
it’s not needed a twisted
viewpoint, a simple
psychology to
explore
the secret message, which often hides
inner a person under the dust of
ego, if it to be removed with
aesthetic beauty of
nature, life looks
more dazzling,
the infinite
glow
emerges as buried gold coins gets back
illumination, whenever exposed
to water and sunlight, that
authentic charm remains
forever, the nature
is itself the
chemist,
fills the chronic wounds with beauty and
assenting thoughts, only that’s
matter of realization - -
- SHANTANU SANYAL
