In a mood
of vexation
and adamant
questioning,
I burn the
effigy of Karma
Cast it to
embers:
Some time ago it
was a coil
of Rope
I imagined that
I crossed on the
road,
Yesterday it was
a serpent,
I feared it and
brushed
it Far aside,
Now from the
burning embers,
A gathered but
not garnished
Shape voices : ‘’ I am
the
All pervading universe,
Sustains the Shrusti.
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