Life’s tree

We walk together, and,
Under the tree of life,
Small ,unique , infinite,
In the splendour of spiritual strength.
But this we believe
But truly -do we concieve?
Even now, only a name given
Knowledge lacks of where risen,
Trying, piercing, ever deep
Inside the core of hardness.
Even the slightest peep
Will perceive some idea of this sickness,
For which the mind infirm,
Tries and tries,
Again and again,
Over and over
To conclude and finally confirm.



Poetry by vidura rambachan
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Written on 2020-05-05 at 23:56

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