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NOVEMBER RAINS: DAY 21, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, LIFE DREAMS....

NOVEMBER RAINS: DAY 21, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, LIFE DREAMS....

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  • NOVEMBER RAINS: DAY 21
  •  
  • LIFE DREAMS
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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  • Neither short nor long,
  • The lengths of a day dream,
  • same like our own life time
  • This  is not at all measurable.
  •  
  • Neither shallow nor deep,
  • The depth of a calm ocean
  • same like our own human mind,
  • this is not at all predictable
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  •  Neither slow nor fast
  • The flow of a blue river,
  • same like our own heart-beat
  • This  is not at all definable.

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  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Dear Cherie,

Many thanks for your most valuable comments and appreciation of my above verse.

One of the stable uniqueness of modern theory on life is that it aspires to producing law-like generalizations which are the goal of the natural sciences. It craves predictive power and the legitimacy of the claim to being scientific, spiritual and logical, Life is so unpredictable and undefined, still we strive to get into a planned way of meeting our requirements

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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