“In the realm of Maya's veil, Where illusions dance and sway, Ram and Krishna, wise and true, Saw through the world's ephemeral hue. Allah, the All-Merciful, proclaimed, "This mortal stage, a fleeting game, Where egos strut and passions flare, A testing ground, a soul's repair." Muhammad, the Prophet of Light, Expounded on the material plight, A transient realm, a fragile guise, Where true treasures lie beyond the skies. Oh, heed their words, their wisdom deep, And seek the essence, the soul to keep, For in the depths of spirit's embrace, Lies true reality, time's endless chase.”
Book:The Inward Journey