When I ask myself what had passed, "Time or Body". Then Shaheer replied, "Body". Ask the same question again, "What is passing at this moment". Then a sound murmuried, " Today I am the alone". Then time replied again, "I am the fragment of imagination. A being looking at its own changing body begins to say my name. A being passing through desires and thoughts also blames me. Although I stand still
What can I say, What you all mean to me! Should I dress it with Words or cover it with Silence. Then the dew of this morning touched me and uttered; Feeling is only energy, but it has to dress itself.Words and Silence are both dressed. Then my feeling dress itself with the same,
'Stay content forever- Always prosper-
May no evil ever come near you.'I remember