The cowherd boy runs after a wheel for pleasure, but a wheel is there after everything , after everyone with which plays He, the Creator.
Fate is the greatest wheel that reels unseen us above; we are bound orderly to move in our own ways to solve the puzzles of life , and to love life in blood and vein.
The cosmos is another wheel where stars and planets are its spokes reeling round in their orbits as if, they are spell bound magically to do their duties.
Wheels are more complex in the brain of a man, for the mere self who can do things unnatural than things to be done.
I like your poem - it makes me think of things more deeply and properly. A wheel , really , is not just a weel as it is to be , it is a small partickle of the great mechanism of the Universe , our body ( a hand , a leg , an eye ... ),etc. , etc.. Any wheel is of great importance !? Thank you for sharing !
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A wheel , really , is not just a weel as it is to be , it is a small partickle of the great mechanism of the Universe , our body ( a hand , a leg , an eye ... ),etc. , etc.. Any wheel is of great importance !?
Thank you for sharing !
Sky
where stars and planets
are its spokes
Just fantastic! What a gift you have - you paint such colorful and amazing pictures, Dillip.