Nature when created by God
sought a camouflage called Illusion
which forms the base for the
cycle of births and deaths
that is most powerful next only to God
which spins a web around every mortal
entrapping the lives in bondage
attachments and selfishness
neither death is a tragedy
nor birth is a pleasure
possessed by illusion the MAYA
react the humans with wails and elation
like an unwary traveler falls into
the pit covered by grass and leaves
humans fall into the well of materialism
filled with bondage and attachments!
camouflage an Illusion and maya beautifully used the reference Love to read interesting/ poem is about the human responsibility and what they do thank 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
neither death is a tragedy nor birth is a pleasure Philosophy nicely stated. Thank you.