Life is design'd to live in anything
Or all things at a time -- with love of course --
In lives, non-lives, things we feel or feel nothing,
If there is soul of God in universe.
There is no life wherein love not resides --
Be it love for what transcends the mortal limit,
Or like blossoms on a love-knot, briefly abides --
There's love always as natural legit.
But life possess'd with love for one and the same
Is prisoning the self in a far-off isle
That nourishes the life till fall of the frame,
Or proves too strange for self to stand the exile.
Yet love is love as sacredness of soul;
Lovable are all -- from a grain to the Whole.
Or all things at a time -- with love of course --
In lives, non-lives, things we feel or feel nothing,
If there is soul of God in universe.
There is no life wherein love not resides --
Be it love for what transcends the mortal limit,
Or like blossoms on a love-knot, briefly abides --
There's love always as natural legit.
But life possess'd with love for one and the same
Is prisoning the self in a far-off isle
That nourishes the life till fall of the frame,
Or proves too strange for self to stand the exile.
Yet love is love as sacredness of soul;
Lovable are all -- from a grain to the Whole.
-- N. P. SAMAL
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