Value

the master sings

the audience

breaks into

happy applause

the audience..

the audience..

mind reminds

of Father's words

aloud it says

steady your focus

the stage

the setting

the event

all part

of one

supreme play

dont look

at me

look at

kshethram

echoes

the Teacher

eye turns

to witness

the stage

eye watches

the master tunes

the words

Mother sharpens it

with meaning..

hits

Duniya

jise kehte hain..

bachhe ka

khilona hai..

mil jaaye tho

mitti hai..

kho jaaye tho

sona hai