In the destroyed essence of the flower petal, <br />takes birth Shiva. <br />and in the creative beauty of bud, <br />Brahma destroys himself. <br />in the momentary transitions of <br />the pulsations of being, <br />Vishnu unites both of them, <br />and spreads the fragments of his various existences, <br />in the truth called life. <br />In the numerous droplets of the ocean of life, <br />the sustainer recedes his being, <br />and bridges the waning moon at one side, <br />with the rising sun at the other.<br /><br />Sarvesh Kulkarni<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/random-musing-3/
