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Sep 2015
Sun is going to set mind is going to greet,
West with rays to East is going to a meet.
East is leaving light West is holding night,
Day is ready to turn and tomorrow light.

Right this is many are confusion getting
Gradually moon is coming sun is setting.
In a screen of sky stars are going to play,
Sun-burnt pots are breaking in wet clay.

Birds are flying back to in search of nest,
Animals have gone to forest to have rest.
Priests are going to light candle in church,
Old aged persons are for torch in search.

Calf is searching for mother cow to return,
Leaving grazing cute grasses she is in turn.
Mother is calling children to sit in a prayer,
In hurry is coming back to her son in chair.

East is showing right west making delight,
Time is turning to hope to cross the night.
Sun is going to set mind is going to greet,
West with rays to East is going to a meet.

Β© Bhargabi Dei Mahakul, 2015. All rights reserved.
This poem describes about evening scene in general however spiritual insight inside has revealed the truth. The love shines through evening. Sun goes to set and at the same moment mind greets. West and East have a meet on transfer of rays in wonderful combination.  While East leaves light West holds this. This means while soul leaves body then enters in to another body. East with light is like birth and West with evening is like time of death. Likewise a day turns life too turns in same manner. Playing of stars convey here playing of souls in this Earth and sunburn pots means saturated bodies break after death and decompose like clay pots. In general sense birds return back to their nests at evening and animals take rest. Due to consciousness of life people awake and light candle in church. Old aged persons’ searching torch seems that to break ignorance souls search of wisdom.  At evening calf searches mother cow. While time of death comes a soul remembers eternal mother father who is our Supreme Authority.  While evening comes mother calls the children to come back and son who is a player too comes back to home. While the end of such time comes of this age a soul from this playground goes near his eternal mother who is also father. This is the theme behind this poem. This is written in Odisha, India and dedicated to the people of the world.
Bhargabi Dei Mahakul
Written by
Bhargabi Dei Mahakul  Deogarh, Odisha, INDIA
(Deogarh, Odisha, INDIA)   
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