Calligraphy of life is deemed
Tiresome is the perspective
Not reflective to own self
How can this at all matter?
When all solutions are available
Choose one that is reciprocal
When you accept it flowers
It smooths the solid nature
Every deep inside is the life
Triple ages thousands incarnations
Enjoy breaths and fulfillment
Chronology of secrets
Metaphors of roots
Gratification of everlasting love
Objects on the mountains
Green coating of the nature
Flowering and shadowing
The blue skies with mutterings
Butterflies dense fog with illusions
Meanwhile finding the satisfactions
In quarters pieces of thriving
lights
Every life becoming pluralistic
No solace only dropping nectar
Mesmerizing you the anchor
Of beautiful
calligraphy
Vishisht
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