Wheel

WHEEL Wheel of life moves, Like the wheel of time, Everything moves like wheel, Nothing moves in a line, Linear movement is false, Everything becomes circular, Nature moves with same line, Like the wheel of a cart, Life is a slow move towards death, Death becomes circle and returns, Life and death are two similar spokes, With movement one becomes the other, The mystery of life is mystic, Death is an allusion, With the general course of time, Everything becomes nothing, Nothing comes to being as something. From young to old, From birth till death, The day and night so on and so forth, Morning meets the day, And day moves slowly, Towards the Evening and then Night. Ages pass with the flow of life, Death becomes the centralmost point, But wheel never stops the glance of eyes, When beloved is blushed with sign. The throbbing sense of joy, The happiness of one for being dear, The movement from mind to heart, From heart to being and So, The pale lips and tongue- tied Submission to warm joy. The Union of heart and temples, The smile in the face and mind, And deep-rooted sorrow of loss, Love and languishment, All is the law of attraction and detraction. Slow circular movement of life, The wheel of life and death, Love moves and becomes hate, Hate loses strength and becomes Life and reverberation. The wheel moves and ideal becomes a sweet or savory dream, The wheel of life and death comes close, Stretching and widening to support For one becoming the other. Wheels move and hence pain oozes, Life is at depth is death and death is at depth is life, The moment the movement stops, The wheel stops, The Wheel of time and mind The rest and restless state is the creation and Cosmos, With deep love sensual or platonic can make a bridge, A bridge unto oneself. ********