In the destroyed essence of the flower petal,
takes birth Shiva.
and in the creative beauty of bud,
Brahma destroys himself.
in the momentary transitions of
the pulsations of being,
Vishnu unites both of them,
and spreads the fragments of his various existences,
in the truth called life.
In the numerous droplets of the ocean of life,
the sustainer recedes his being,
and bridges the waning moon at one side,
with the rising sun at the other.
Sarvesh Kulkarni
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