A Soft weave..

You are different now

I have no love left, nor fear, or bitterness

Life longs for that sweet innocent love

Life is different now

You have no ramblings, nor fear, or sorrows

Your jest speaks of trifles , boldness and of facts

Facts are no more fantasies

You broke open your cocoon

And there you are , with wings, colours and strength

Strength baffles my heart

A moth still I am , prisoner of my weave

Nevertheless, my God lent me a purpose

Painless, and in slumber, I part with my home..

Home , sweet  home

Where he resides in his splendor

And after chains of joy and longing

We reach HIS form, me and you...

सर्व भूतानी कौन्तेय प्रकृतिं यान्ति मामिकाम I

कल्पक्षये पुनस्तानि कल्पदौ विस्रुयाम्यहम I

At the end of a cycle, O son of Kunti! all beings return to the unmanifested state of my Cosmic nature.At the begining of the next great cycle, I cast them forth again.(9:7)

( hmmm.. I try to think in tamil and write in english... please bear with me..A mini anthaathi. ;)... )