Glowing colors rained in my bosom When I saw you first. Dance of breezes then Brought in my soul A shower, A spectrum, Celestial glow, A riot of colors. All merged into the rhythmic melody Of love pure and beauty sure. What moments Amidst the trash of existence! Bliss is beauty and beauty is bliss With truth that is lost in synthesis.
Muse doesn't amuse; Olympus has crashed Into fragments of frozen love; Petals are born withered, Flowers blown blow no freshness; The wrinkled earth Is fretted With arson and armor; The majesty of the mountains, The splendor of meadows, The denuded woods weep; The thunderous message of rocks Is silenced In the mighty explosion of dynamite.
Ages hence, The archeologists, Will piece together The story of civilization To be recited by the curates!
SAI ? You are the seer-of-all and see all, You are the knower-of-all and know all, You are the doer-of-all and do all, In forms and spirits Infinite and infinite spaces To sanctify total existence, Yesterday, today and tomorrow- All is your domain.
Your integrated vision Is disintegrated Into isms and creeds, And sects select With faiths multi-facet. This assures and gives Loaves and fishes Of luxuries and riches; Sentiments are fired Goons are hired. Toons work and loons shirk.
So you watch gleefully This evolution To create certainty and sanctity Of Man in Eternity? Your vision of Infinity Your creation fulfilling In form and formlessness And forms endless? Perhaps you need not answer. A little awareness of the Supreme Makes it all self-explanatory, Although darker regions dominate To delude and delay And also deny The ultimate destiny and destination. It saddens you not? Your work goes on With greater cheer!
