It is all there, but something isn’t
If that something is,
Something will be lost in time.
The darkness viewed with the eyes,
Seeps into the heart
And the mind wants to give up on measure,I and strings attached.
Truth is, Truth is unknown
And it is not sorrow or defeat but the Futility of our navigation through time
That seeks a different pursuit.
The bells of the temple clamor,
The lights start shining bright,
The evening falls gently on earth,
And the self renunciates all that is not life.
One with your father in Vairagya.
Gaurav Chakrabarti 