A Poem
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For building a house, thought God,
What could be the strongest element to mix
In the foundation so that the house wins over Time?
What could be infinite in nature, powerful and rejuvenating
So that the house nurtures love, peace and joy,
So that the flames of birth and death doesn’t sicken or weaken
This house called the Universe?
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“There is nothing as alive as the feminine part of me,
It is infinite, supreme and divine;
My lovely equilibrium, my alighted spirit,
Fulfil this task, rise-o-infinite!”
-Said God.
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And so the house called the Universe was built with feminine power at its core.
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Beautiful poem 👌🤗
Thank you so so so much!
How delicately woven
Keeping this timeless poem in
(Mann mein bul-bul-ey uth rahe hain)
🤍
Hee hee! Bul-bul-ey uthte rahe…so that you keep smiling.
I too like this poem very much, came out naturally, finished writing it in around 12 minutes.
Thanks for the appreciation! Means a lot!
Splendid…that is the word that leaped out right from my heart…absolutely splendid! 😊😊😊
I felt absolutely amazing when I wrote this poem; glad you enjoyed reading it.
Thank you my friend!
Ya-hoy!