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Oh, my human race, How, we were born, In the Universe of near infinity, Are we alone? I was seeking answer for the great Question of creation, weighing heavy My mind as I am in seventieth orbit Around sun, my little habitat, the star Where my race living, lived billions of years And will live billions of years, till the sun shines. This is the millennium question of humanity, And sought the help of our creator. On the eventful day, I was flying The earth below me, the human habitat Vanished in the white river of cloud, Silent, turbulent free everywhere the divine Splendour reflecting. On the above, the full moon with its magnificent might, My heart melted, my friend co-passenger Vidyasagar joined in the heavenly display. The beauty entered into our soul And blossomed happiness into our mind and body. We the humanity bowed to the heavenly answer, We are not alone, billion of billion lives Of various forms spring in the planets of Galaxy after galaxies. Then the dawn of divine message. There was the divine echo in the full moon night From my creator. Shaken, bewildered and wondered The echo engulfed me and my race "You, the human race is the best of my creation You will live and live. You give and give till you are united, In human happiness and pain. My bliss will be born in you Love is the mission of humanity, You will see every day in Life Tree You learn and learn My best of creations."
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