“Songs of a reed flute soothe my mind to play
The dreams, transcendental and blind to play.
My heart and my soul are dancing puppets,
Which you, so ardently, designed to play.
Flame and the wind do sing and dance, and sway,
As the flute breathes the songs which bind, to play,
The birds, who sing, with the blossoms, who sway,
As souls sway with songs intertwined to play.”
Written : 10th January, 2013.
“A heart, like a letter
With an unbroken seal,
Shrouds the arcane matter
Which no one can reveal;
Wise, with their thoughts profound,
Surmise lies to redound
To the deceits which seel
The guilible people;
Obllivious and well,
Oblivious with zeal.”
Written on 1st February 2013.
Paraphrased: A heart hides mystyrious matters which can’t be revealed by anyone just as an unopened letter hides what’s written within, a person’s heart prefers to stay oblivious to many mysterious matters rather than brooding over them. Wise prefer to keep such matters from guilible people who are oblivious to them and are well in their oblivion; even if this might need them to lie and conceal the truth.
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