The Sun
The eye of the existence burns with rage
He will devour up all the rivers of love
He will melt all the snow of kindness and timehonoured wisdom
and destroy them
There will be the end of history
The Collective M ind withdrawn from the many minds
in its primordial entirety will
recline on the thousand tongued snake
Its hissings you can hear in the roarings of the seas
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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