Inscribed over
The samadhi
Gandhi lies it sleeping!
The Lotus
The lotus petals
Sprinkled with
Dew drops
Rolling over
As pearls.
The Panchatatva
Human body is composed of
When integrated
Or disintegrate it.
The journey from beginning to
Unto the last
Earth to earth,
Water to water,
Wind to wind,
Fire to fire,
Space to space.
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