O amla, joyous flute, melodious sitar,
The trance I enjoy, living far
Away from the noisy towns,
In mountains I see dawns
Melodious chirping of sparrows
Through gaps in bushes, narrow!
Finding reasons of happiness, bliss,
When I can't explain gloom, the abyss.
Do I get confused, or sad?
I fail to explain if life's for mad.
Why lord so I breathe?
Why can I not explain what I am for?
Am I here to harm or help,
But none can tell me why I feel bliss...
in silence, in crowds,
Why is everything temporary,
And the thought of divine love,
Of ever increasing bliss, of permanence,
Only a dream?
Is only the thought of permanence permanent?
Why then good people die,
Why then loved ones part,
Why then we lack understanding now,
Why then we grow as an age in millenniums,
And not grow as good individuals do?
Still the question remains,
To be answered by a saint who's sane,
Why lord do I think?
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