There is a rhythm
In silence and speech
Breath and heartbeat
And in the stillness deep
Noise and song
Darkness and light
Without any rhythm
There is no manifestation, no life
Creation is ever unfolding
So silently, that ears hear not
Be in touch with your soul
To hear the Universal Bard
It is but a play of the cosmos
The rhythm of divine
dance
Grossness is out of touch with reality
And its most wonderful part
When the realization ultimately dawns
No use repenting over what is lost
Step in to dance with the nature's rhythm
Before becoming a part of its dead past!
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