Light passes thru light.
The lamp burns bright,
under the fire of lust,
awaiting the dust.
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Our soul is what the program for our body to do...body is just a vehicle in beautiful sculpture but what is beautiful mean if our soul drives it to a wrong way...and a beautiful soul can remake our body into new touch of love and beauty if we let it see like that...so soul is what we are...nice words Haripada_Soul
when the opaque barrier covered with light is placed in front of the light the light can't pass through it.! this principle looks so hitched! the will of the man and the rebirth! as usual another eclipse! I didn't look at the name of the poet and responded spontaneously. It is you Haripada Halder! though you didn't need my opinion, I let it posted again. Sorry...
The wonderful philosophy of re-birth is well spelled in the poem.!