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Remove your screens and iron bars
In your subtle windows
To allow fresh air, to see the vastness
Of the Space, to see some tiny birds
Moving joyfully,enjoying their short life
On this Painful Earth.
Do you think they are care-free souls?
No, they also lift their own loads of pains
At the deep core of their little hearts:
They need to collect food for their children,
They need to save them from their hunters,
And, they need to maintain their bush-homes...
Do you think you are the only being
With a tons and tons of worries and pains?
Just see, meditate, observe these tiny sparrows,
And, convince yourself, as you have got
Things in plentitudes. And, be grateful to the Giver!
Just settle yourself down into the Vast Expanse
Of the Space that you've already got.
Just open the iron doors and screens
Of your subtle windows in which
You've been dwelling so for
Like an insect, like a lizard,
In the deep darkness of your
Closed and dusty home.
Just become a beautiful,tiny sparrow
And stretch your wings and fly blissfully
To experience this wonderful space
Which's nameless, formless,and limitless...
Make something magnificent
Out of this infinite vast space
With your beautiful little wings
That are always craving to fly more and more
Towards new and newer horizons.
(Written on 13th July 2017,11-30 AM)