This earthly living
Is a one-day play
God gives us power
Just to live this day
Civilizations easily skip away
...
There seems so many lives
And worlds and stars
That mindful Mind
Brings out of its jars...
Death locks the chest
From where the thought creeps out...
...
And yet what's That
To keep this theatre going?
Whose plowing plough
Seems all that happens roughing
Whose power's overwhelming
Ever since
The timeless time
And spaceless space
Begins...
This earthly living is a one-day play
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