Life Is A Wave Of Ocean Poem by nagamuthu osho

The life becomes, and because of miracle, debacle, and pinnacle,
where the silent soul move to love,
The one near the nectar, all and love to prove,
Ne'er to hurt the life, e'er to heal...
But the bud of jocund blooms as boon;
Whithal of whimsical melody surging to sing soon,
Let my life's chalice ne'er taste the malice: -
E'er fills with those ambrosial divine's miracle.

Copyright@ 2005 Nagamuthu Karthikeyan Osho