THE
INFINITE
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Manas
Bakshi (India)
After a long spell
Of perceptible silence
The stillness inside
Becomes a momentum--
It's time
For the soul to respond,
Soul-- the eternal force does
With no articulation.....
The five senses're spurred on,
A thread of light is perceptible then--
Lo! the insatiable individual self
Falters to follow!
Split into pieces
The One never remains one,
Spreads into cosmic rays
Evincing One is only the Infinite
Forever to command.
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