The transient is the nature of the world,
Like a mesmerism ,everything here
We pine for the reality of life,
So hither to thither ,we run like a deer
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Know the The
Param Tatva (The true Power),
Everything emanates
from Him,
And on time it is
lost in Him
This is the supreme power of Him
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Everything is in Him,
Everything is
of Him,
Work is given to us,
Which we do with vigor and vim
193
A matter of jiffy and time,
Changes take place everywhere,
What we see today?
Shall not ever remain here
194
The soul is immortal, and for ever,
Mistaken we feel to be wise
It never dies ,burn and melt
It 's changed with new shape and size,
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to be continued by
Archna Raj
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