The devine soul

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a short poem of my perception of Life as a soul, which is omnipresent, and which never dies, according to Hindu theology, Soul never dies, only the cast that covers it dies out and is burnt.

Submitted: April 05, 2008

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The night is here
Stars may be making it look good
still I am far
from the ray of light
the ray of Hope
from my sun
from my life

It will be dark
life will go to bed
there will be no getting up
again in a new sun
may be I get up
in another cast
in another name

I lay still
waiting for the dark to
captivate me
to take me along
to the ultimate high
where I meet my ultimate soul
I am not crying
I know I am not one
I have been coming
and going
again and again

Only the cast
changed every time...


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