Mumbling an old man passes away,
Existence of life ever remains near.
Mumbling bread sounds no more,
Rubbing of gums without teeth,
Gum fixes paper in paper and card,
We are fixed to take birth in Earth.
Gazing upon universe we talk more,
Silence judges mind in secret mode,
Phase of continuous flow of river,
Admiring God again leaves mumble.
Indistinct utterance we should utter,
Below the heart is painted emotion,
Something does magic many say,
God’s whisper reaches up to us.
© Kumarmani Mahakul,28 March 2017. All rights reserved.