Sun is shining bright
Nothing is on sight
No mode of travel
All you see is gravel
No clock anywhere
No horn to blare
Somehow they know
As though told by crow
Bus is about to roll
Bus stop then blooms
Flower lady pops up
Chai wala crops up
Snack tray wheels in
Sellers all heel in
Exchange of goods
All within the woods
World wakes up for the waker
Just as the bus stop faker
World sleeps just like a gleam
To create a new world in the dream
Universe exist only as a Mithyā
Brahman is the only Satyā
Path is nicely shown
One is released when known
Swamini Svatmavidyanandaji Laghu Vakya Vritti -8
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