Search For The Ultimate Truth

Then, from the dark eyes of Nemesis
The scroll of truth slowly unwrapped…
With surging affection,Fate acclaimed
‘Thou art brave and extreme wise
For thou hast chosen the righteous path
While the less-wise waste their trunks and words and brain
In their run for meagre likes and tastes
Thou art ripe to know the Line of Life
The knot even Gods yearned to undo.
On the high-altar of selfless life
Crack thy bedecked sheepish trunk
Break all fetters that drag thee back to baser lanes
Free all warts rammed in the earthy life
And allow thy spirit to swim towards
The Elysian abodes of eternal peace.
Unseated by the thunder, the Gods row-in
To sprinkle scented dew; the divine damsels
Rove-in to unroll the blue carpet
Woven with tiaras and jasmines
For your onward march.The harps
Of Fairies unleash ethereal rhymes
To gift thee a breezy diadem…
Enrapt, the globes hesitate to move on
And thy luminence, like the Polar Star
Shall steer the posterity
For eons to come.

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After all these years of reading, analysing , guiding, doing, now  give out what I can. Hence write lines  whether it be in poetic form/ prosaic or anything which has a breezy effect I think
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