Work Poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee
Work
When my body is at work,
my mind works too-
sunflowers beautify the garden.
When my body is out of work,
my mind becomes standstill-
weeds occupy the garden.
Colorful garden becomes black and white:
its beauty is shattered!
Body and mind are correlated-
rest destroys the relation,
while work restores it.
activated mind is workshop of human but lazy mind is workshop of deviI! ! !
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8/2/2025 11:05:33 AM # 1.0.0
You are right. Body and mind moves in perfect rhythm. Nice one. Thanks for sharing.