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Bezboroa and Few Others LOVE (Prern) The soul of the universe moves Though forests, mountains Through the green leaves of plants The glee of inumerable smiles Blooms in the petals of flowers The river of love springs up Minute particles of matter unite And inspire us. Souls lose their individuality, They come close And merge with the universal soul; Secret comes to light Difference in man diminish Delight prevails all around The universe is in the grip of Him Beyond our imagination; A little gratification Throws the light of heaven upon man Desert sinks, store meets In a single touch The Great power manifests itself. Bezboroa and few others # 5