PLAY OF THE SUPREME
Row row row your boat
gently down the stream, they say Lord , life is but a dream.
Devi! He whispered, Piper of my soul, this is no dream,
the woods are green.
And I have danced!
What of youth, and life ,and being.
As I take the sip of life,
ruminating of times
and places I have been,
those friends, the lovers,
come back to the scene.
As I take the sip of life,
I can clearly hear
their song of love Divine.
You ask,
what have I done, where have I been?
The Heavens, this Earth,
and much in between!
Life, O Devi, is not just a dream,
it's a chance to dance with every being,
otherwise what is the play of the soul supreme?
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