shanmugampoem2000
Monday, 10 March 2014
Imaginary is birth and death.
Dust turns into plant,
Plant turns into animal,
And animal, dust.
Thus matter is cyclic,
No end, no beginning;
Where’s death or birth?
Where is first and last
In a circle?
15.03.2000
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