I plead guilty from time to time
when I have judged others
in relation to standards of mine;
for now I see that each one of us
sees only from the point where one is placed
on the long path of eternal time.
Each one has to grow by his free will,
choosing right or wrong at his own discretionary will.
Siding the grey darkness or silvery light,
one either brightens or mars one`s chances
of reaching the end keeping the goal in sight.
poem by Armaity H. Bhabha “Sahajmala”
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