In Ecliptic Rebirth

Anger never comes against this true world Never cry for failure past or present Like the nature I'm free bird all over Sun rises and night comes for the next day In this world I live in my alone thought No start, no end I keep in life baskets Like the flowing river it passes all Since birth I'm slight talker as usual All are here even the heaven and hell Holy wine, divine whore and lustful boy Judgement day, punishment, free from guilty Only matured time the true convener Waiting patience the recycling portrait Everything moves through ecliptic rebirth 25.09.2020 Chattogram