Essence

Reincarnation


Everybody should spare some time,
as me is grave of great fortune.
No longer majority loves me,
as me has become difficult to catch.
nothing is there to condone,
as me is the fruit of forest fire.
No way bodies should be worshiped,
as me has no body at all.
No flowers should be presented,
as me is not even a statue.
None should search me in coal dust,
as me has turned crimson red.
Neither this way, nor that way,
as me has been placed away from ways.
Now perplexed over past life,
as me is reincarnated in same body.
New are the  etiquettes of real life,
as me was worldly wise too.
New and rare will recognize the new,
as me is same for old and away.




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