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O river,
Sitting at your bank
I wonder
Whether you are; or were!
The banks give you identity
You are just a flow of water,

O tower, likewise
You stood erect for sometime
And then collapsed in the flow of time
The body was dead, and form destroyed
Saddening it is, but
To merge in its own elements
Is the destiny of matter,

However, nothing is lost forever,
The soul is never destroyed, and
The banks continue to exist
(Though the river dries up), and
The substratum springs forth
New whirlpools
In the ocean of Eternal Existence!


More By  : Dr. C.S. Shah

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