Ageless Body No More

Man may think a mountain's forever made, None whatso on earth stable is like stone, Old age, disease do strike ere man is dead, The flesh of life's alive and dead its bone; Yet, atom too lives though has no life breath, And everything created comes to naught, For naught whatso in world rises above faith, The march of time with Dance of Death is wrought. And yet soul was created immortal, Until it so decides life never dies, But it knows too notso is eternal, And so fails above dance of death to rise. Though life designed was to live for ever, Thank death-wish that life pulls its own lever. ______________________________________________________ According to Upanishads, Man was so designed as to be free from old age and death. But, wishing both old age and death, planting such a thought, a death wish, man made himself mortal. A spark from eternal Brahman, God ere made an immortal man, But he failed above death to rise, Mind sowing seeds of thought man dies. ______________________________________________________ Sonnets | 02.03.10 |