I am no one else.
But an atom of Thyself.
I am never born, nor ever die,
Both death and birth,
On this earth.
When the body dies,
I leaver it aside,
Entering a fresh one,
And would not leave it till the end.
Again, the same story,
With another entity,
May it be a fish, a fowl or a beast,
It does not worry me in the least.
Thus, I move along,
On and on,
Till the urge,
To merge,
With Thee,
Gets the better of me;
Then, I beg and pray,
To be with Thee,
Till eternity.
Surendra kushwaha
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