WHEEL
Wheel of life moves,
Like the wheel of time,
Everything moves like wheel,
Nothing moves in a line,
Linear movement is false,
Everything becomes circular,
Nature moves with same line,
Like the wheel of a cart,
Life is a slow move
towards death,
Death becomes circle
and returns,
Life and death are two
similar spokes,
With movement one
becomes the other,
The mystery of life
is mystic,
Death is an allusion,
With the general course
of time,
Everything becomes nothing,
Nothing comes to being
as something.
From young to old,
From birth till death,
The day and night so on
and so forth,
Morning meets the day,
And day moves slowly,
Towards the Evening
and then Night.
Ages pass with the flow
of life,
Death becomes the centralmost point,
But wheel never stops
the glance of eyes,
When beloved is blushed with sign.
The throbbing sense of joy,
The happiness of one for
being dear,
The movement from mind to heart,
From heart to being and So,
The pale lips and tongue- tied
Submission to warm joy.
The Union of heart and temples,
The smile in the face and mind,
And deep-rooted sorrow of loss,
Love and languishment,
All is the law of attraction
and detraction.
Slow circular movement of life,
The wheel of life and death,
Love moves and becomes hate,
Hate loses strength and becomes
Life and reverberation.
The wheel moves and ideal becomes
a sweet or savory dream,
The wheel of life and
death comes close,
Stretching and widening to support
For one becoming the other.
Wheels move and hence pain oozes,
Life is at depth is death and
death is at depth is life,
The moment the movement stops,
The wheel stops,
The Wheel of time and mind
The rest and restless state
is the creation and Cosmos,
With deep love sensual or
platonic can make a bridge,
A bridge unto oneself.
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