Time speaks a story of you, to find
The roads to travel, life to define,
We learn the world to grow,
Within us then a drop of light glow,
That brings back the one-ness that flow
In the Whole-ness of universe endow.
This one-ness when flow
Speaks to me, the story it always wanted
I to see, that no one is born ‘to be’
But born as ‘to be’ to finally reach at ‘not to be’.
The Great Man’s doubt is the middle of story
Finishing it would lead us to the heights above his glory,
Without even a sense of knowing the end,
Our destination defines that
Which even destiny could not defend.
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