A great piece of verse seems this universe,
Lyrics emanating from quantum soup,
Each of whose word vibrates as it quivers,
Inter-linked, its lines make eternal loop.
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O lowly hunter,
No glory shall thou ever grace
Thee for endless years, still later,
To have slain merciless
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O Singer of epic war history,
Of brazen battlefields long desolate,
O Saint of life and liberties hoary,
Bhagavad-Gita is thine ageless glory.
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