While Walking......

While walking..... - - - - - - - - - - Down the day Down the night Sanguine I found the day But I was in doubt The noon's ample ray If ever could delight If ever could hold Sunrise glory and sunset beauty And if the moon's ethereal light Could ever endure And shine under meteor dust And comet's fire And if crest of joy Or depth of woe I could ever grope Fancy yet not know While walking Down the day Down the night I saw a saint passing By a graveyard It was a moonlit night And wonder-struck I was With the remark of the saint 'Man is like those graves! See from the outside They look clean and shining But deeper you dig You will find nothing But insects and worms sordid Feeding on flesh dead Man may appear Very clean from outside But deeper you look into him You will find venomous snakes of greed And with the slush of evil, heart is filled' Then looking at the graveyard The saint urged his disciples Within don't carry the dead spirit Come out of the graves And live a life of reality Be natural Be what you truly are Not the dead bodies of graveyard But the zestful, joyful human beings Of this beautiful world