dinayaaminyau saayam praatah
....shishiravasantau punaraayaatah
kaalah kriidati gachchhatyaayuh
....tadapi na mujncatyaashaavaayuh
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....shishiravasantau punaraayaatah
kaalah kriidati gachchhatyaayuh
....tadapi na mujncatyaashaavaayuh
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..............Aadi Shankaracharya (Bhaja Govindam)
The time rolls on…how(?).
Day and night, dusk and dawn, winters and springs keep coming again and again – like points on a rolling wheel. As if, while the time plays its game - lo and behold! The life has passed away.
One by one everything ebbs away…but, still…
One does not leave (how strange!) the desire (a breath full of expectations) for more.
The time rolls on…how(?).
Day and night, dusk and dawn, winters and springs keep coming again and again – like points on a rolling wheel. As if, while the time plays its game - lo and behold! The life has passed away.
One by one everything ebbs away…but, still…
One does not leave (how strange!) the desire (a breath full of expectations) for more.
