Matter of Aeons
What is destiny?..
It is the question of aeons,
Which lies mystically through time,
Beneath the hope of light.
Through the darkness of ages,
And the swollen streams of pain,
The creepy solace that wriggles,
Above all the seizures and gain.
The truth of millenia lies ahead,
Strength of will and God overhead,
The Choice to glory lies with you,
Cleansing all the works of dead.
Hope and faith shall redeem,
And make your destiny's frame,
Quantum of Solace shall bring,
Fire of force and the worldly mystic flame.
- Anand Waghmare
What is destiny?..
It is the question of aeons,
Which lies mystically through time,
Beneath the hope of light.
Through the darkness of ages,
And the swollen streams of pain,
The creepy solace that wriggles,
Above all the seizures and gain.
The truth of millenia lies ahead,
Strength of will and God overhead,
The Choice to glory lies with you,
Cleansing all the works of dead.
Hope and faith shall redeem,
And make your destiny's frame,
Quantum of Solace shall bring,
Fire of force and the worldly mystic flame.
- Anand Waghmare
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