A Tale of Two Roses
The light passing
through her heart
which reflects back
all of them all,
the love
what she absorbed
without math
I see her heart
as an infinite image-
a white rose.
On the other side,
there is faith
who absorbs all
of the given love
but reflects back not
at all
any of the perceived love
I call her heart
with infinite love
a perfect red rose
Karma
behind the background
past sets our beginning
we do not see it
too long time it takes
to find the other end
we look to see forward
to find what has left
for us in the future, and
what we do not see
behind the background
we are built on –
the karma
Poems by Dr. Bidur P. Chaulagain
