THE FINAL LIFT-OFF
When destiny beckons and finally calls,
There is no looking back at all!
Then we leave behind everything on our
tracks,
With a one-way-ticket and no coming
back!
Immersed in our possessions while we live, -
The lightened soul finally heaves a sigh of
relief!
Therefore earlier we try to condition our mind,
Learning to let go, when there is still time;
A lighter payload gets the desired lift-off,
By jettisoning our perishable body for the take-
off!
And when the soul reaches that clime in infinite
space,
To behold His love and divine grace;
The Mission Control breaks all contacts and
communication;
For the soul has now fulfilled its ultimate
mission!
-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
02 Aug 08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem