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Change immortal is, mortal what has changed
Alive before birth, I shall exist still
Long after my body's burnt, or buried,
Me taking but a newer name at will,
I change and change not still, oft changing creed—
That change immortal is and mortal is
Only what's changing; Man's afraid of death,
Not in awe of what aught die in disease,
Man's in fear of change, of taking fresh breath.
But where in Nature there's such thing as death?
What we call change O cosmic reshuffle
Is; matter-energy's dance, change of faith,
Which, man as divine deems, far too subtle.
But one thing is not too far of belief:
If body and mind dies, what a relief!
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- Sonnets | 04.09.11 |
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Aniruddha Pathak
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