Ravindranath Kunnath
The ...
Without end
The wisdom.
An absurd narration,I quote;
I dream
My soul is a garland
Around the wisdom
Without end.
As a rational being I tried to re-write
The narration
Of my friend,who pretend always
As a drunkard of known wisdoms.
Why my friend
If the wisdom lay without ends
How it is possible
Dear,really soul is a symbol
To denote this wisdom
Without ends.
Just like a real drunkard
You divide the soul and the wisdom without ends.
It is the place to stop my sojourn with all of you...
Go ahead,
You know this
But dont know its truth.
You know,the wisdom without ends,
Is within us...
You call it soul
It is duality
It is not good for us.
We look at the stars
But
Dont see the wisdom
On
The soil of us.
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