The Life.

Thus spake the Lord.

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Poetry

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You Never Die. 

Even if you die,

Your world dies with you. 

You can't kill the world, 

Nor the world can kill you. 

In every death, 

There is a next birth.

And in every birth,

There is a death.

You never live alone, 

In every life, 

There is an infinity of lives. 

You live one, you live all. 

Then you leave one, and leave all. 

Yet you never perish.

You never know, 

How many births you had,

In the past,

You never know, 

How many you have,

Presently,

You never know, 

How many you shall have,

In the future.

I had a myriad births,

You too had,

Though I know them all,

You don't know!

O Arjuna!

Thus spake the Lord :

"बहूनि मे व्यतीतानि जन्मानि तव चार्जुन।

तान्यहं वेद सर्वाणि न त्वं वेत्थ परंतप।।"

(Gita : chapter 4, stanza 5)

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