On this earth, ever in motion,
Those who'd come, they have gone.
But their footprints have persisted,
Dust upon and mind amid.
On this earth not a thing is fruitless,
A smile of face and a tear of distress.
With those two, Earth plies a river's existence,
At times mid a desert, at times in form's garment.
Those who've left, in Your life they are present;
Around You they dance with a mind liberated.
You're the people's shelter, a marvel transcendent;
Your sweetness rings out at everyone's core.
Sarkarverse article
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Wednesday, May 31, 2023
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