The Recognition Poem by Subrata Ray

The Recognition.

Many a yoked night and day,
From the two halves of the glob,
Dipped a while past in meditative zeal,
In sharing the Resource Divine,
Through channels of feelings.

Immediate plasma conscious,
With vibrant fossils of Brahman,
They took inroad in our temporal,
Trust for anchoring the eternity.

And now again when harbor bound,
Echoes the tune of Unified love,
Equal we turn in His eternal harp.