THE FLOW OF LIFE
A poem by M.A. Rathore
The flow of life through which
We express our senses by watching, listening
And in tasting the flavour of life,
Which is to be diverted towards the inside.
We just move ahead around the circumference,
Searching all that we need to know;
But we get only earthly, lopsided, and meaningless
While the essence lies in the centre of life;
The core of the soul that is to be seen, heard and meditated.
When we try to listen
The inner voice of the soul, contemplate on it;
Practise it to know the unknown, and unexplored;
All is known well, all is exposed well;
The hidden secrets of life that we lead.
Religion tries to know the one,
Science emphasizes many in the one
And dissects each atom in its tiniest form;
Religion works on the root
And the person gets enlightened,
Science receives all around it
But remains innocent and ignorant.
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