Sun Moon Air Fire - Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Sun moon air fire
Are not allowed to go there.
There is that bird
The sky entered the needle hole-card.
And we played the card
Cosmic manifestation is quite hard.
Drying and dying
Everything is creating always vanishing.
Something is there
And that is passion.
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